Get up. Sun is rising again. A new task is waiting
Take all the energy now. You've had your time, you can, you must stop brooding
Don't look back something retards you
Stop weighing up, stop it, better be dull. So dull
Is it a sentence? The sign...
The voice whispering that something is wrong
Keep the flow, never let go, struggle to reach your target
Despite of the doubt if its the right or the wrong,
You have to overcome in the market
Fantasy's good but it comes to obsessions,
You're longing for good hesitating
Time is just money and the money runs out
And you're way full of doubt and you're waiting
Stop thinking right now and get dull
Is it a sentence? The sign...
The voice whispering that something is wrong
Run. They're coming closer. Competitors are quick
Their overbearing sympathy makes you sick
Nowhere to go
Let me out of here...
I want to escape. Run away
Like Rilke's panther you're locked in your cage,
But the world outside is frightening
Foreign and threatening so you pause in your cell,
Heavenly stay in confinement
But the voice starts to yell, always spoiling your dwell
Contaminating your cell every morning
Conscience calls you a useless, a lazy,
A bungler who have wasted the gifts and the mercy,
Confused and remaining dull
Is it a sentence? The sign...
The voice whispering that something is wrong
What went wrong? Where are you now?
Where are the ones you once trusted?
Where are the ones who showed you the light that you've lost?
They're all gone!