And I figure it out how it should be.
No more spaces for us to be here.
People forget everyday the things they used to say.
Kick the hourglass, as the sand fades away.

If I have any mistake, it's just to be the same.

And it's sad to see how many leave my hand.
to see how many embrace disgrace.
A life in change of shame!
A life in change of shame!

When we could fly and touch the skies.
when we could live and not be seen.
when we could feel and not be guilty.
A life in change of shame!