I could have gone in any direction but somehow I ended up here
You seem to believe in this superstition
That we′re pieces of puzzle placed into the rubble
Put just right where we're all meant to be
And when it′s our time
We'll fade into the light
Maybe upwards or some other direction
Reaching heaven or hell
Or back into the well of wonderful oblivion
And somehow I know that I've seen this moment
Somewhere between here there and dreaming
And the things that you say
Are an echos decay
Like somehow I′d already heard them
And when it′s our time
We'll fade into the light
Maybe upwards or some other direction
Reaching heaven or hell
Or back into the well of wonderful oblivion
And when it′s our time
We'll fade into the light
Maybe upwards or some other direction
Reaching heaven or hell
Or back into the well of wonderful oblivion
