Worn out senses yearn for peace & quiet Can not level out and sleep at night Thunderstorms of pictures and sounds are flashing in the brain Just chemistry will work and kill this pain Wake up in the morning feels like thrown out of the womb The sky won't show no Sun today just heavy clouds of gloom An aching head is wondering how to rise in rank again You're born to make as much as you can Billion people fighting every day Some will have it all will go astray A buzzing swarm no time to lose the goal is more and more Voracity - a breeding ground for war Now when I take a look at all these souls on planet earth I barely can believe that help is here the trouble worth Hollow words are driving the haste and lacking any view And verily I sing unto you Sense of duty, sense of honour, and a sense of family Sense of balance, sense of beauty, sense of being you and me Senses are completely dazzled never seem to get it right Every nerve is simply frazzled are they spoiling for Are we spoiling for a fight Hold on, hold on Hold on, slow down Slow down and be aware Hold on, hold on Hold on, hold on to your faith Slow down and be aware Sense of guilt and sense of crisis and inferiority Sense of love and sense of humour, sense and sensibility Sense of right and sense of being and a sense of decency Finding sense beyond the fence is making sense for you Making sense for you and me Hold on, hold on Hold on, slow down Slow down and be aware Hold on, hold on, slow down Hold on, hold on to your faith Slow down and be aware Worn out senses yearn for peace & quiet Cannot level out and sleep at night Thunderstorms of pictures and sounds are flashing in the brain Just chemistry will work and kill this pain Hold on, hold on Hold on, slow down, hold on Slow down and be aware Hold on, hold on, slow down Hold on, hold on to your faith Slow down and be aware Hold on Hold on