It keeps on moving, constantly, but where,
will I arrive in time looking for you,
or you just keep on running away,
I'm old and tired, do you really want
to keep on doing this all the time?
It keeps on going, on and on, until my
soles are weary and tired, will you stop
for a moment? Will you ever get tired
of doing this? For how long will
this be, is it forever? What now?
It keeps on yielding to yesterday's madness,
until I passed out and woke up empty
in my own dreams? Shall I keep on
yielding to tomorrows weak hope?
Shall I have to keep it on?