When I touch the sky each day,
I have a world, to pray,
Some more to say.
Feeling the sound of the empty in my cave,
I am but a newborn, bound to be a slave
There’s something human about my stride,
There’s something human in the way I smile
There’s something human about the way I fight
But it’s all just a myth, as you see through my guile
And now you wake up again until you can sleep a while
When I pray for a new feeling,
I can see myself healing
And a little song I hear,
Humming itself in my ear, year after year
I’m on a journey that is not over, but the end is here
There’s something human about my stride,
There’s something human in the way I smile
There’s something human about the way I fight
But it’s all just a myth, as you see through my guile
And now you wake up again until you can sleep a while
When the light decides to shine,
I’m an angel defending the crime.
The bells have no chime,
Coz I’ve sold them all for a mere dime
In this life, I may not reach my prime.
There’s something human about my stride,
There’s something human in the way I smile
There’s something human about the way I fight
But it’s all just a myth, as you see through my guile
And now you wake up again until you can sleep a while
