My life fell through a hole in my pocket,
I lost my solitude, I lost my balance,
I lost my reverence and my voice.

Pieces of soul building up to a mountain, moving seeds of doubt.

My life fell through a hole in my pocket,
I can't see anything, only this moment,
I hear my heart breaking into faith.

Pieces of soul building up to a mountain, moving seeds of doubt.

My life fell through a hole in my pocket.