Trains 

Sometimes we go the wrong way 
but we've got to go it to it's end 
maybe it's senseless 
but that's the way man's sent 

(Pushed and pulled to the goal) 
But where is the beginning and where is the end 
and who is the master who moves us with his hands? 
Or is everything made of science and physics 
or is it just mans mind 
that fools us with some simple tricks? 

And all the red lights 
and all the stop signs 
make me go 

Cause we never know where we are 
and we'll never know where we're going to 
but that's our fate we every day have to go through 

Can we sleep in our believe and let us move by our fate 
or are we alone here - some fools in this world? 

Trains, mists and sunset 
A tear for the past 
go on our way 
seems it's all over too fast 

Sometimes the wrong way is the right one 
but what is wrong and what's right? 
Perhaps we have to sleep before the day is done 
and the darkness full of light? 

Cause we never know where we are 
and we'll never know where we're going to 
but that's our fate we every day have to go through 

Can we sleep in our believe and let us move by our fate 
or are we alone here - some fools in this world? 

Can we sleep in our believe and let us move by our fate 
or are we alone here - some fools in this world? 

I can't sleep in my believe, I am not moved by so called fate 
I am alone here, but the master of my world!!! 

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