And if needed , it loves to repeat itself.
The days are quiet again
The days are quiet again and quiet is the blue sky
The days are quiet again and quiet is the blue sky The roads only carry the silent tears of the eye
Somewhere in the void I hear the helpless cries
And the world mourns,
And the world mourns, every second a hero dies
Helpless we feel,
Helpless we feel, dejected
Helpless we feel, dejected and downhearted
And yet cling onto hope so hopelessly
Believing one day we will all break free
And bit - by - bit we prepare our flee
To enter seen. the ever world never we have
To enter the world we have never ever seen
Life does have a cruel sense of humor, by giving the things we always wanted at the worst time, just to makes us realize what we should truly seek.