Gentle Giant. A Cry For Everyone. Zeneszám

Run, why should I run away
When at the end the only truth certain -
One day everyone dies -
If only to justify life.

Live, I've lived a thousand lives;
And anyone is the right, the just life.
If I could cry, I'd cry for everyone.

Doubts, no doubt, is all I know.
There is no fate, there's no luck,
what does
that show.
Showing is proof, but proving is nothing

but fear.

If I could cry, I'd cry then for everyone.

Hope, I've hoped two thousand years,
but
no one hears, so I've cried, crying
vain tears.
Always too late, too late to cry, cry
for everyone.