Caught in ambitions, but without any idea Focused on expectations, but driven be fear With irrational movements of no rhythm or rhyme We are performing a most absurd play All those actors are crazy The director is on drugs But I found it's the much better way To look into the sun And leave my shadow behind Set sail for the open sea So whatever may come Or whatever may go In the end it's all fine with me... ...I really don? t care I'm arriving on schedule, only I don't know where With your purse full of money, but nothing to spend it on Too busy to get anything done Always in a hurry, and still always too late Your battle just cannot be won, you better look Into the sun And leave your shadow behind Set sail for the open sea So whatever may come Or whatever may go In the end it's all fine with me... That journey we're on does not follow our ideas and plans We're clutching at deadlines and schedules that never make sense How stupid those things upon which we all seem to depend As long as the journey feels good why care where it may end...