All around me are familiar faces Worn out places, worn out faces Bright and early for the daily races Going nowhere, going nowhere. Their tears are filing up their glasses No expression, no expression Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow No tomorrow, no tomorrow And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take When people run in circles it's a very, very Mad

È inutile correre, la vita ha la sua velocità. Pensi di poter arrivare prima, in realtà sei arrivato più di fretta. Rennen hilft nichts, das Leben hat sein Tempo. Du denkst, Du kannst früher ankommen, aber eigentlich kommst du nur mit mehr Eile an. Courir n’est point utile, la vie a sa vélocité. Tu penseras que tu arrives avant, en faites tu es là plus pressé. There’s no point in running, life has his own speed. You may think you can be there earlier, in fact yo