We're one step away, one step away from the edge, and we're running We're one step away, dig in the dirt for some gold while we're running ♪ We're cosmic creatures by design All we'll need or ever find is here, it's right here Where do we run to, where do we go? ♪ All of our days, are numbered and counted, why are we running ♪ All of our days, man is born of dust, And he will return, when will we learn? We're cosmic creatures by design All we'll need or ever find is here, it's right here Where do we run to? We're called to breathe a little while All we'll need or ever find is here, it's right here Where do we run to? ♪ 'If you awaken from this illusion And you understand that black implies white Self implies other, death implies life You can feel yourself, not as a stranger in the world But you can begin to feel your own existence As absolutely fundamental What you are basically, deep deep down, far far in The fabric and structure of existence itself'