Every dream that I pursue
is just another one to fall

In a race with my own shadow,
breathless from the frantic pace

How can I escape in front
of everything I chase?

Caught in a vortex, spinning
out, lost inside the wake

Walking through the fire in the
night, searching for the day

They claim it's never more than
a term, a tempest to all endure

But we're fighting for all our
lives to see the end of the storm