"Come on in the middle of the show
Rain, rain, endless rain
Advanced reality in global connection
An endless storm".

It’s not easy to find a way, to find a way
The sky darkens and closes day after day,
Like it’s the end, like it’s the end,
In the sound of rain
When our mind is flying, when we fly away,
We draw our maps, looking for another way
Beyond the borders of the world,
Beyond the mud and rain,
So weaving the flight of butterflies
We cross the curved lines of time

Like sparks that vanish
As they go away to nowhere,
One by one we vanish
We run and run in circles
In search of ourselves
One by one we vanish
In the rain

In the last cold gleams of the day we flex our heads,
Towards all that flows, towards all that ends,
Like fluctuating shadows in the lattice of time,
And even, even now, we are dancing again
In our life that rushes by, that runs away

Like sparks that vanish
As they go away to nowhere,
One by one we vanish
We run and run in circles,
In search of ourselves
One by one we vanish in the rain

It’s not easy to find a way, to find a way
The sky darkens and closes day after day
It’s not easy to find a way, to find a way
The sky darkens and closes day after day,
In the sound of rain