When were young, we design a plan,
We work, we build, we make it real
And in the moment it becomes complete,
The first cracks start to appear

A weak foundation, finally revealed
In the desperation, when the walls came tumbling down

Oh, in my prime - oh, never to return
Oh, as I once was - a broken man, living half a life...
(without you...)

On the path to recovery, as a sign of the times,
With the empires crumbling
I left all dreams abandoned, on the steps of a modern life

In defeat we redesign the plan,
And we give it just one more chance
As we take another deep breath,
And prepare for the worst, again

A life in crisis, is always threatened by time
For the longer it takes to be restored...
The less likely it is to occur.

Oh, in my prime - oh, never to return
Oh, as I once was- a broken man, living all alone...
(without you...)

On the path to recovery, with the empires crumbling
I left all dreams abandoned, on the steps of a modern life

On the path to recovery, with the empires crumbling
I left all dreams abandoned with you,
On the steps of a modern life

There is always hope, of course,
That one day, we will rise again
But this modern life architecture,
Is crumbling, under the weight of the world