Good morning my son, watch the sun topping your dream. In the future a future to see. Morning or not, it's always too late. Why do we live in the past? A moment is just long enough for the next to erase. [Bridge:] A fading dimension, with a link to the soul. It feels like, no freedom, but life to go. [Chorus:] I - Hide the poet in silence. AM - Where the whisper still screams. LOST - Like a storm on the ocean. FIND ME SON - To my inner emotions. TO - Kill the time on its way. ME - Bringing lies to the notion. [Bridge:] You're blessed with the power of seeing, What for others remains. The violence, the torment, with who to blame? Take a look at my life, Encounter the ways protected by time. It's buying, supplying and taking lives. Take a look at this face, The present disgust, tomorrows disgrace. We're hiding, denying we're stuck to race.