When we're young, we design a plan
We work, we build, we make it real
And in the moment it becomes complete
The first cracks start to appear
A weak foundation, finally revealed
in the desperation, when the walls came tumbling down
Oh, in my prime - oh, never to return
Oh, as I once was - a broken man
Living half a life... (without you...)
On the path to recovery, as a sign of the times
With the empires crumbling I left all dreams abandoned
On the steps of a modern life
In defeat we redesign the plan, and we give it just one more chance
As we take another deep breath, and prepare for the worst, again
A life in crisis, is always threatened by time
For the longer it takes to be restored...
The less likely it is to occur
Oh, in my prime - oh, never to return
Oh, as I once was - a broken man
Living all alone... (without you...)
On the path to recovery, with the empires crumbling
I left all dreams abandoned, on the steps of a modern life
On the path to recovery, with the empires crumbling
I left all dreams abandoned with you, on the steps of a modern life
There is always hope, of course, that one day, we will
Rise again but this modern life architecture
Is crumbling, under the weight of the world
