Tekster: The Samples. The Lost Children.

You can come and go
Tell me you're not leaving
It's hard to stop believing
That words not said will go unknown

And I can't tell
If there was peace in the beginning
When life did have a meaning
Or how I'd know your face could smile?

Dream on as if the lost children
Had nothing to do with these words
Oh, torture me with the punishment of freedom
The broken threads we fall from
We've lost our control of a slow motion crash

Dream on as if the lost children
Had nothing to do with these words
Do you know how long or just how far we're falling?
The mother just keeps calling
For the lost children of Earth, all to be led home

You can come and go
You can tell me you're not leaving
It's hard to stop believing
That words not said will go unknown

Will go unknown
Will go unknown
Will go unknown