So we march to the stars to forget who we are
Then we fall to the earth in a search for the love
I used to see distorted pictures, my lens it portrayed an Image
Dictated by making digits, consuming vapours and liquids
Depicting 'life is a bitch' until I'm rich as Carlos Slim is
Then I clicked a clearer picture, I'm living just like a king is
We are all just fighting for the limelight
Chasing a dream left in the pipeline
Then we look up at the night sky
Dirt in our hands, on our knees crying "send us the truth"
So we march to the stars to forget who we are
Left right left, left right left, left... so we march
Then we fall to the earth in a search for the love
The generation we've become
We live regret...
My wife told me that she was pregnant
I said hold up now wait a second
My brain must return to earth
Lets greet this little piece of heaven
My thinking on his arrival switched to human survival
My energy has arrived at a positive new revival
Examining the balance of inhabitance of this planet
Them scales have tipped my way
Look what I take for granted, This beauty that's Panoramic
Truth is the world is tragic, we're eager to fix the damage...
Reluctant to switch our habits
We're all just fighting for the limelight
Chasing a dream left in the pipeline
Then we look up at the night sky
Dirt in our hands, on our knees crying "send us the truth"
So we march to the stars to forget who we are
Left right left, left right left, left... so we march
Then we fall to the earth in a search for the love
The generation we've become
So we march to the stars to forget who we are
Left right left, left right left, left... so we march
Then we fall to the earth in a search for the love
The generation we've become
Capsized, rejected, now we live regret
The search for fortune and fame has turned us to savages
Imagine our future generation is going to look back at us...
Self cantered spineless characters
We bet the house on the work of time travellers
But if miracles exist and we all look in the mirror...
We could build up for our kids a golden era
A new age of sacrifice, to recreate a paradise
Where the treasure of benevolence is our antidepressant
So where are we headed?
So we march to the stars to forget who we are
Left right left, left right left, left... so we march
Then we fall to the earth in a search for the love
The generation we've become
So we march to the stars to forget who we are
Left right left, left right left, left... so we march
Then we fall to the earth in a search for the love
The generation we've become
Capsized, rejected, now we live regret
So we march to the stars to forget who we are
Then we fall to the earth in a search for the love
So we march to the stars to forget who we are