"We are surrounded by the same old rules All in a row in a production line Just waiting for the stamp that says 'approved' An army of silent replicants The wheels of life are turning Running rings around A preset deadline Impossible to evade No matter if it's near or far away Our goal is like a dream Still alive 'till our heart dances its magic dance No matter if they want us deaf and blind We are free to fall or reach the highest sky This falling rain has washed away the stains The slate is clean but only for a while A picture really clear comes in our minds But someone wants to draw a different line The wheels of life are turning Running rings around A preset deadline Impossible to evade No matter if it's near or far away Our goal is like a dream Still alive 'till our heart dances its magic dance No matter if they want us deaf and blind We are free to fall or reach the highest sky No matter if it's near or far away Our goal is like a dream Still alive 'till our heat dances its magic dance No matter if they want us deaf or blind We are free to fall or reach the highest sky"