Why did the world have to evolve...
Evolve...
So much that I fail to hear the echoes of the past.
It feels as if someone has pulled me through a time vortex
And that those blissful days are not very far
Why did the world have to be so curious
About gravity and magnetism
That now success is lost
As the population increases
It's harder for my dreams to come true
For anyone's dreams to come true.
Why did I have to grow up
Why did I have to be born in this era
Why not in those times...
When the morning began with family and ended with family
And not with work and with work
Why has everyone lost their innocence
As popular culture takes a terrifying turn
Do I have to change?
Do you really think a "Be Yourself" exists anymore?
How long have you been in this illusion?
How long have I been in this illusion?
Escape...
Run...
I can't say "It's never too late"
Because it already is.
Do you think we have to trap ourselves in this false realm
And believe that everything would be alright?
We cannot turn back...
Goodbye.