I have been searching my eyes for half a day The sounds don't break in the box The're just sourrounding your voice, People are driving to Solomon's Thief hole From here they seem to have the same ambitions. To break the master plan? Why do we ever have to cry alone When that's not what I thought of life in heaven, Oh well break the master plan, Yes trascending random time I have been searching my eyes for half a day The sounds don't break in the box The're just sourrounding your voice, Why do we ever have to cry alone When that's not what I thought of life in heaven, Oh well break the master plan, Yeah trascending random time.