All this time, seven years have gone by.
Left me out there on my own to survive.

All this time I’ve been waiting on a dime
So I’m told to believe, all this time.
Lift me up. I’m feeling alone.
I am delivered, now I’m ready to go home.

All this time I’ve been waiting on a dime
So I’m called to believe to survive.
All I hear is your voice in my ear
So I’m told, this is life. All this time

Is there out there still
Life on the streets
And hearts still beating
In the city?
Or are there only eyes
That burn with fear
And tears that sear
Down the faces of the dead?
Seems to me we lost them long ago
There’s too much pain
Not much pity
Got to get these tombstones
Off my brain
Here and now
Not in the fucking ever after.

FR:

Est-ce que dehors il y a encore
De la vie dans les rues
Et des coeurs qui battent
Dans la ville?
Ou n'y a t'il que des yeux
Qui brûlent appeurés
Et des larmes qui brûlent
En coulant les visages des morts
Il me semble que nous les avons perdus il y a longtemps
Il y a trop de douleur
Peu de pitié
Il faut que je chasse ces pierres tombales
Ee mon esprit
Ici et maintenant
Pas dans ce putain de lendemain