歌词
Without chance, we're born，
Finding quick answers to everything，
At last we found ourselves，
Drowning endless questions，
Enjoying the palette，
That the sea give us，
A crack starts to appear，
Below, against our feet，
We came from nowhere，
To feel what it's like，
We came from nowhere
To carry a weight，
We want to go further，
But we don’t want to go home，
It will not last，
So we hold tight to this