Čti text

I try everyday

To think of something deep to say

Cause I would like to find the words

That deserve to be heard

Sounds like words are out of style

Silence beckons down the murder mile

I’ll keep on talking to the hand

In a language I don’t understand

If I am an extra in the film of my own life

Then who the hell is the director

If I am an extra in the film of my own life

Then would someone please turn of the camera’s

And show me how to live?