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We’ve got it all

We’re charming everyone

What are we waiting for

When our time has just begun

Holding back the secret

We get what we want

We’re the keepers of the rythm

We’re always on the run

Hold on, hold on

Is this what we’ve become?

We’re also well-disguised, pretending to go on

Going on every day

Yesterday instead

Where is the weaver of the dreams that we won’t tell

And in the dark we lose our heads at last

As soon that all could fall apart at once

We sit and wait and hope for a miracle of the sun

We’re the keepers of the rythm

We’re always on the run

Hold on, hold on

Is this what we’ve become?

While we realise

The rivers are floating on

Floating on like the days that were

With yesterday ahead

Who is the weaver of the dreams that we want back

And in the dark we lose our heads and stand