Sometimes I curse that I was Born a cripple To the sky I´m under Bound by my two feet I walk the road paved By our evolution Grinding my illusions This earth is not for me But in my mind´s eye, A vision of ourselves In our cradle of dust and stone I nurse a single dream, A memory One I can´t remember And I am not alone I wake fromy my Suspended animation Deprived of my creation Just like a drone But in my mind´s eye, A vision of ourselves As the blind leads the fallen Sometimes I curse that I was Born a cripple To the sky I´m under Forged to inprison me Somewhere in time I´ll wreck These chains around me Even those inside me Blasting my way free But in my mind´s eye, A vision of ourselves As we leave this time And place behind