We lose ourselves
In the spirit of things
We lose our sight
And we put our trust
In things that whisper
To real world
Nothing to fade away
Yet they keep coming back

(Keep coming back)
(Keep coming back)
(Keep coming back)
(Keep coming back)
(Keep coming back)
(Keep coming back)
(Keep coming back)
(Keep coming back)
(Keep coming back)
(Keep coming back)
(Keep coming back)

I'm not afaid
Of things we know