Change Go back to the beginning Thoughtless words are like shadows From a world of icons and idols From a world where words are craven images Upon the tablets of time. There's no time for love / where the wild ones live It's the way of the wicked / where the wild ones live Born victims of fear, Born into a life where pain is your very best friend. It could've been me, it could've been you Left on the doorstep to the human inferno In the hour of zero. One life, one fire Get back to the beginning In between birth and death we shall go Backwards and forwards and round and round We talk we twist we turn we blow Our circuits. Get back the beginning. Pulling away, pushing it back C h a n g e We will take that chance C h a n g e We will move on...