Drifting so softly in the air So fine so thin, it's hardly there.
In every brick in every leaf A cold tangible frequency. ♪ And I want, to feel that fire again. Before the chances pass me by Will I ever get to thank them To join them, to know them Before they are gone? You knew the naive younger me I'd sing the sorrow cheerfully. ♪ Back then, the flame was prevailing: In every brick, in every leaf, in everything. And that fire made it all worth while. It used to cut through my days And sink into my dreams. And I want to feel that fire again. Before the chances pass me by Will I ever get to thank them To join them, to know them Before they are gone You say you're nothing from nowhere But you are one of us. ♪ So where are the ones with the radiating eyes? Where are the ones who have a fire inside? (We've been rejected)