Living in recession.
It isolates the time that's past by.
And it feels so long.

I reach for that line I can't hold on,
I can't hold on...


I can't see what lies beneath the words.
Where have I been?
Where have I been?

Between what rests in my soul and what's given.
It will never...
It will never weigh the truth.


I won't give up!
This is not where I stop!

The truth it lies and there is faith behind the frames!

I have a lot riding on this.

And I can't afford to give up now.
The scene's repeating.


I have a lot riding on this.
And I can't afford to give up now.
The scene's repeating.


I wont give up!
I've come to the conclusion that there is no escaping!


I have a lot riding on this.
And I can't afford to give up now.

The scene's repeating.

I wont give up!

I've come to the conclusion that there is no escaping!