Worn down by time, 
Tired of all the same reflexions
It's like I'm going blind
Signs are crossed in both directions
Streets are bled into the sky
Faces fade like stones in water
When I look into your eyes
Still stunned as a moon in a mirror

 [bad word] 
And nothing ever really seems to change here
Setting sun is always sad and gold
Faces always seem to look so strange here
If you’re lost without a hand to hold
Worn down by time

Memories always rearranging
All that’s left behind
Dreams are never what they say they're 
Let’s pretend that we were fine
Love to trace your every stumble
When I look into your eyes
thousand cities started to [bad word] 

 [bad word] 
And nothing ever really seems to change here 
Setting sun is always sad and gold
Faces always seem to look so strange here
If you’re lost without a hand to hold
Worn down by time!
Oh yeah, by time yeah
Time! Uhu, yeah, oho.