How can we run out of time
How can we run out of life
How can we run out of us
How can we run out of hopes
How can we run out of tears
How can we run out of fears?
There's an old lady in the graveyard
She sells masks and faces
But actually no one can see
No one did really see her
How can we run out of life
How can we run out of land
How can we run out of fire
How can we run out of dreams
How can we run out of screams
How can we run out of what