Color of the sun
Darkness of the moon
All as one
Big world mirror

Trust your instincts, be patient
Our task is to breathe

Fact or fiction
It's just a decision
Decision to see how you live
(Live)

The evening passes fast away,
'Tis almost time to rest;
What has left the vanished day,
What feelings, in thy breast?

This evening right now
It feels not like ending
It’s just a new shadow of the day

Trust your instincts, be patient
Our task is to breathe

Fact or fiction
It's just a decision
Decision to see how you live
(Live)

Trust your instincts, be patient
Our task is to breathe

Fact or fiction
It's just a decision
Decision to see how you live
(Live)