Far from home.
1989.
And I don't even care.
A rise from the dust.
Again, the light.
Divining.
The light.
Defining.
(This could be heaven light, here on Earth)

And now my feet don't touch the ground...

It's not the case of telling the truth.
Some lines don't even fit the situation.
It's just my part in our play.
Today.
I've been empty too long.
Took the chance and nothing's gone.
Now our time has come.
Our number has been called.

Lonelyness times.
Far have they gone.
Youthful path away from the black & white dream on VHS.
Life's in colour. Cartoon motion.
Start spreading the news!
I'm living today and I want to be a part of it.
So take the plan and spin it sideways.
There ain't no lonely me at all.

Darkness, dear darkness.
You should have not believed me.
I loved you not.

"Pristine. Serene.
We were born to win."