Obsessed with the wrong, obsessed with the right I follow the laws shaping my mind And all of my dreams I try to forget I go with the stream, young, old, and entire I hope, hope that the sun will rise I know that it will Call it what you want Close your eyes and still there How to run away When nothing could erase the atmosphere? It's still square When I delete, when I create Do I put my pen in the template? To think it's a flaw, to act this too fair When you get lost look for a trail I hope, hope that the sun will rise I know that it will Call it what you want Close your eyes and still there How to run away When nothing could erase the atmosphere? It's still square Call it what you want Close your eyes and still there How to run away When nothing could erase the atmosphere? It's still square Call it what you want Close your eyes and still there How to run away When nothing could erase the atmosphere? It's still square It's still square