מוקדש לכל מי שכלום לא הולך לו.


The song of a living sign.  
Yes we all are nothing.        
And we all touched the bruise of life.

The song of a living sign.
Yes we all are nothing
And we all are puppets of a one.

The song of a living sign.
We all doubt it, surprised and promise we will rise.
Control with power, twist it around but don't hide.

The song of a living sign.
Yes we all are puppets
And we all touched this hoping sign.

The song of a living sign.

I'm singing
I'm singing
I'm singing
I'm singing it now.