We all want something that stays, that is longer than today. Something that shines for years, clearly and clearly like the dreams. We don't go to sleep, we are in the traffic jam, monumental buildings. We carve names in trees, paint initials on fences. And yes, we breathe, but we only chase after something new. We have to save to have it and regret it afterwards. Man, we get out of the train, but can't interpret the situation. And that's why we're marching straight into the arms of the devil. We have to bite into the sour apple, tear it off and make a new one. So we can see it goes even further, away from the shy flaps. Come on, we'll make something big, even if it's not to be seen. Something that stays forever, forever and ever. We just have to believe in it. In the shards and the sparks that are left for us. Because we can build something out of it, that is even more impressive than this pyramid. For us it's just a little light, in all the rubble that is scattered in front of your feet. We can build something out of it, that will last us all like the pyramid. We all want to achieve great things, to leave something behind. But because we are greedy, we only create computers and weapons. We buy expensive clothes instead of just shoes that fit. We rush to freedom, but have blood in our cups. Unfortunately, it is not important to us what threatens our future. And the future of the earth is okay, it's just our inheritance. Because everything bad is so close and everything good is so far away. Let's go and look for refuge with a flight to the stars. We have to bite into the sour apple, tear it off and make a new one. So we can see it goes even further, away from the shy flaps. Come on, we'll make something big, even if it's not to be seen. Something that stays forever, forever and ever. We just have to believe in it. In the shards and the sparks that are left for us. Because we can build something out of it, that is even more impressive than this pyramid. Maybe you'll find a little light in all the rubble that is scattered in front of your feet. Because we can build something out of it, that will last us all like the pyramid. And the few lines of nails that each of us writes down, are perhaps nothing big on their own, a little black on empty white. Then you will surely remember us, because we were all there, as a small part of the whole and that stays forever and ever. We just have to believe in it. In the shards and the sparks that are left for us. Because we can build something out of it, that is even more impressive than this pyramid. Maybe you'll find a little light in all the rubble that is scattered in front of your feet. Because we can build something out of it, that will last us all like the pyramid.