Stone ways full of dead snakes
Come to see them ask their skill
About them and the life could never change

Come tonight and stare at the fields
Those golden ones grew in
That place we met still is here

Find out the truth, find out the truth
Find out the truth, find out the truth

Imaginary comprehension
Standing up there's no election
I'm looking for the feelings did never change

Are you now you're only best friend?
Holding on your never minded
"Never missed you, never met you"

High enough to get on with birds
Should try speaking to them
Just one of those things I do although it's no use

The same happens to you, know
Can't help remembering you were wrong
Put off your mistaken life

Find out the truth, Find out the truth
Find out the truth, Find out the truth

Out of breath, it's too out of reach
From now on I'll shut up my groaning
In private I will cry my tears

So changed that there's no memory
No feeling left to hand in
I still prefer to think you must be asleep

Behind those shacks we used to build
Dig and look for that lute that played our life's song.