Lyrics:

the city is a trapin which we fling our worriesand grasp for somebody's promiseof the good lifeforever changing pla
nsrestrained by envious spiritsand wanting to want to give inand go for the countrymy love will always beof vibrent and de
nse traffic musicthat fills me up when nothing is expectedthe pushand the shockthe handshake that could be changing your d
irectionthe messand the chaosthe sounds of someone close to falling apartdon't wake me from the dreamdon't shake me from
the notionthat the day will comeand I'll belong and not be lostso far away from hellfrom unpaid debts and world warwhere m
y bare feet are walking on dewwhituot treading a needleon a needlethe pushand the fallthe handshake to the change of your
directionthe messand the chaosthe sounds of someone close to falling apart