You can't stop the race. People moving in place. Running a crooked path from place to place. 你不能停止比赛。让人感动的地方。从一个地方跑了歪路的地方。

paved in gold. The chords from which we hang, weaken everyday. 铺金。从中我们挂弦，天天减弱。

They beg for strength, but they are blessed by our blade. 他们乞求的力量，但它们是由我们的刀片祝福。

Questions on our minds. Buildings on the rise. 问题在我们的脑海中。建筑物呈上升趋势。

Diamonds instead of our eyes and corporate fights 钻石，而不是我们的眼睛和企业打架

O' busy busy bees walking to and from, what if we close eyes? O忙里忙蜜蜂步行往返，如果我们闭上眼睛？

What if we can't wake up? 如果我们不能醒来？

I hope you all rest in peace, I hope you find what your looking for. 我希望你们安息吧，我希望你找到你想找的。

But if that is all you got, theres got to be more. 但如果这是你得到的，孤单得更多。

They lay carpet that's made of red and we walk paths of gold but we are blind just past the noise in this tree covered earth. 他们躺在那的由红地毯，而我们走黄金路，但我们是盲人刚刚过去的这棵树噪声覆盖的大地。

Yes, that is right. 是的，这是正确的。

Can we disappear from all we got? 我们可以从我们所得到的消失？

We are scattered on God's grace but we are a drip, we are a flash, we are a mist, we are a speck, 我们分散在上帝的恩典，但我们是一个点滴，我们是一个闪光灯，我们是雾，我们是一个小点，

But we got time. 但是，我们还有时间。