It's been a long time since I had a simple mind

But I'm doing alright, I swear I just like to think

The more time I spend on my own, the more I can search

The dark horizon beyond the scenes right in front of me

I don't care but they do and they always interfere with me

And still they're asking me what it is you think you see

I can't see clearly the forms and the faces

'Cause maybe the distance decreased as the years cling on

If I said how I'm doing right now, what would I know?

It swirls in front of me, I know I'm on my own

If you try to chase answers, a gust of wind as it slips away

It's always old fashioned and it never stays

I can't see clearly the forms and the faces

'Cause maybe the distance decreased as the years cling on

And the machine tugs at its blood vessels

Gears are grinding, you wish it well

Horns are sounding like some forgotten name

If I were to answer you, I'd say I feel the same

I can't see clearly the forms and the faces

'Cause maybe the distance decreased as the years cling on