When all is dark
  there are no points of reference
  and we no longer navigate
  by the stars
  we just end up somewhere
  
  ...nowhere...
  
  where lights are dim
  and shades of black are grey
  time appears like a golden calf
  while the moments slip away
  a search for the freedom in the future
  when the hours fall behind
  I can always die
  another day
  desperately I seize tomorrow
  all out of my reach
  that is what I learned
  this is what I teach
  corruption seems to flourish
  while promises decay
  where lights are dim
  and shades of black are grey
  
  where lights are dim
  and shades of black are grey
  from the moment of arrival
  we are led astray
  with nothing but a distant cry
  from deep within a soul
  a wordless voice
  to guide us on the way
  desperately we name the voice
  and make the cries our own
  as if to deny the fact
  that we are all alone
  in solitude we mingle
  disillusioned we fall prey
  where lights are dim
  and shades of black are grey
  
  I can always live
  another day...