Breakthrough

Too much talking
Too much talking, nothing left to say
People busy acting like their time is not for sale

Days too long and years too short
They’re always holding me back
Here am I, in this ocean of hours
Just trying to understand

That the things I’ve said
They’re all coming back from the craziest fantasy
Of the promised days
That I’ll never face, but I cannot stop to think

Now the things I’ve said
They’re all coming back from the craziest fantasy
Of the promised days
That I’ll never face, but I cannot stop to think (I think I lost it)

Breakthrough, so far away
Breakthrough, so far away, yeah

Give me something
Give me something that can ease my brain
Hope my luck will turn
I hope this time was not in vain

And the things I’ve said
They’re all coming back from the craziest fantasy
Of the promised days
That I’ll never face, but I cannot stop to think

Now the things I’ve said
They’re all coming back from the craziest fantasy
Of the promised days
That I’ll never face, but I cannot stop to think (I think I lost it)

Breakthrough, so far away
Breakthrough, so far away, yeah