You're arriving, feeling so strong Living into the cross, how did I become this? You're teaching me and to some other folk, so alone Can I believe in what you give me? Lady, you're running fast but nobody is waiting Lady, don't run away, you won't forgive Looking when you're falling down At the same time that you lose the way to the last train Everyday you tell me about your presence in this netherworld And you can buy it by the date of your birth Sing inside the sphere where notes emerge Your past is now, it will always be The real past is only one hundred photographs To see all the future, maybe we're not competent I'll try to find a way to collide against you