Lyrics:

I hear the sound, it's going through my brain
I hear talking, I feel the falling rain
I see a youngman's crying, cause the whole world let'm down
I see a youngman's crying, staring at the cold cold ground
My mind is like a script, in a club that's wone on wine
Can't see, can't think, can't feel, I'm out of time
I'm up, I'm down, tell me; where will it end?
On this carroussel; tell me; when will it end?
(Break.....)

I see fire and rain and bloodshit all around
And it's keep going into my brain, I hear the sound
I hear talkin' of people, the whole world is goin' insane
And all that is left is the falling rain
All that is left is the falling rain
All that is left is the falling rain.....etc....