Plans i have made to build it up from this state.
always moving, never stop, though the answers are made
‘bout the future, ‘bout the past,
where i come from, what will last.
Try to delay things that lead you astray.
but society sucks you out, leads to early decay.
If i will, if i won't, a decision that i could not flee.
i prayed it leave me be - the icecold hand of destiny.
Everything's right, it seems the future looks bright.
but there's always factor x that leads the tumbling dice.
If i will...
Play for future, play for past,
where you come from, what will last.