Locked in the process of an ancient prophecy Trapped by the motion of a silent chemistry Rushed by the impulse of an instant satisfaction Fed by the passion of our fast evolution In a human race we run so fast We never feel the trap In a human race we run until They wave the final flag Stop for a moment ... Smell the sound of light !!! Look with your fingers through the darkness of the night In a human race we run so fast We never feel the drag In a human race we run until We cross the final flag We're running around Trying to understand We're falling down There is no end Chorus Words by MAD Music by Continuum (c) Space-Time Records ------------
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