Lyrics:

My chances thrown upon a table like dice and
Im taking one step back and one ahead to start again
As i need glasses when the writing is too small
I cannot read the big letters of poems written by
God... by God...
The lives im living just by sitting on this train
the light upon a face that i may never see again
the words you said that i could never understand
I could not read the big letters of poems written by...
God... by God...
...The grain of sand before the wind would blow it off my
hand... my hand...
Read the stories on these walls...
...peoples letters to the world...
every soul and every word every truth nobody knows&
your chances thrown upon a table like dice and
were you born in the right time on the right side of the world?
As I need glasses when the writing is too small
ill never read the big letters of poems written by...
By God& by God&
The chances thrown upon a table like dice&
ill never read the big letters of poems written by God&