Lyrics:

Just to get a grip of things
I grew my hands bigger
so they could satisfy
Now they're so huge that all the things
slips to my fingers
I'll never learn will I?

What do I love most?
Materia or the ghost?
Once I knew
It all seems so far away
What about the time
I had everything in mind
Is it true
that everything fades to grey?

I'm a thin and weightless cloud
trying to move mountains
swimming against the stream
Got a bag too big to bare
stuffed with lies 'n stupid fears
What if we're stuck down here?

What do I admire?
Independence or desire?
for the liar truth
simply overflows
What if I am right?
What if I am wrong?
One more lie and I will die of an overdose
That's one thing for shure

I'm so fed up with images
that I'm prepared to crack the mirror
just to get the real thing

Give me something that lasts...