Must all of my memories drown into infinity? Try to grasp them, but I always miss Time goes by so fast as if it hardly wants to exist Let's make a mask of our face, of our hands So that we can be still for a while For a while, for a while All the many ways that you can choose to be alive All the countless steps you take before you have arrived All the passing faces going quickly on their way Where are they going so quickly? And where you're going, is it the same? One moment, you're awake and making a sound Another asleep in your ground In your ground, in your ground Well, shall we wrap it all up in bows? Thank you, I have all my thoughts to go Wrapped up in a box with the rest of my soul To hide away To hide away To hide away Yeah, hoping somebody might find it Yeah, hoping somebody might find it Yeah, hoping somebody might find it Yeah, hoping somebody might find it