IRC-Galleria

Out of the ruins
Out from the wreckage
Can't make the same mistake this time
We are the children
The last generation
We are the ones they left behind
And I wonder when we are ever going to change
Living under the fear 'till nothing remains

Looking for something, we can rely on.
Theres got to be something better out there.
Love and compassion
That day is coming
All else are castles built in the air

All the children say:

We don't need another hero
We don't need to know the way home
All we want is life beyond the thunderdome

So, what do we do with our lives?
We leave all things (about)??.
Will our story shine like a light?
Or end in the dark?
Is it all or nothing?