Moving Target - Poverty's No Crime

What if my life is a one way story

What if my time is a one last chance

If every moment is pre-decided

Every day will complete your life

Killing the sense of a sacred story

Wasting your time with a senseless fight

Life is a game with a moving target

Truth is a place wich is hard to find

You follow a thousand ways — where do you go?

Minds focused on the human scale fail to see all

Oh, how can you be so sure

About your destination

Oh, how can you smile

When the leafs are falling

Time — passes with the speed of light — shadows on you

In spite of the the world we know — we fail to see all

Knowing the things I don’t want to follow

Is taking me to an adventural place

There is a siren that keeps me fighting

Will you take care of your one last life?

You follow a thousand ways — where do you go?

You walk into the strange unknown — fail to see all