| A time in your life, everything should be fine | |
| But the world is so cruel from time to time | |
| There‘s nothing to defend you, just your own will | |
| It will not spare you, it will make you ill | |
| Every broken love seems to be dammed | |
| The end of the world! ...so I‘ve been told... | |
| Every day you learn a new thought | |
| You get so confused, you just get the naught | |
| A time in your world, everything should be fine | |
| But the world is so cruel from time to time | |
| There‘s nothing to defend you, just your own will | |
| It will not spare you, it will make you ill | |
| Every broken love seems to be the end | |
| Of a world you will fall into the night | |
| Every day you learn a new thought | |
| You get so confused, you just get the naught | |
| Because you lived it | |
| Because you hated it | |
| Because it left a mark | |
| Because you grew in it | |
| Because you hated it | |
| Because it left a mark | |
| It is the only age far enough from you that you can tell of it | |
| As teachers tell you about history as far it can be | |
| It‘s the only age you can call history | |
| You lived it, you tell it! | |
| The other‘s just books or something told that has been told... | |
| You won‘t make a tale, a tale out of yesterdays, it‘s far to close | |
| It is the only age far from you and from now | |
| You can still tell | |
| More than history as far it can be | |
| It is the only age you recall... | |
| It is the only age for a new life | |
| At dawn you can tell to the children | |
| As teachers tell you about history, | |
| as far as they can be | |
| It is the only age you can call your history | |
| You were it, a warrior of glass with arms to the sky | |
| Don‘t think that it broke | |
| You won‘t make a tale, a tale of yesterdays | |
| It‘s the only age, for you a new frontier | |
| You can fight for it as life fights for you | |
| About the legacy you learned what it can be | |
| It‘s the only way to compete with history | |
| You lived in it! You tell it, the others just broke up something | |
| You talk and you talk! You won‘t make it again! | |
| A way called fairy tale, as far as the stars | |
| When you live in the age of glass... |
| A time in your life, everything should be fine | |
| But the world is so cruel from time to time | |
| There' s nothing to defend you, just your own will | |
| It will not spare you, it will make you ill | |
| Every broken love seems to be dammed | |
| The end of the world! ... so I' ve been told... | |
| Every day you learn a new thought | |
| You get so confused, you just get the naught | |
| A time in your world, everything should be fine | |
| But the world is so cruel from time to time | |
| There' s nothing to defend you, just your own will | |
| It will not spare you, it will make you ill | |
| Every broken love seems to be the end | |
| Of a world you will fall into the night | |
| Every day you learn a new thought | |
| You get so confused, you just get the naught | |
| Because you lived it | |
| Because you hated it | |
| Because it left a mark | |
| Because you grew in it | |
| Because you hated it | |
| Because it left a mark | |
| It is the only age far enough from you that you can tell of it | |
| As teachers tell you about history as far it can be | |
| It' s the only age you can call history | |
| You lived it, you tell it! | |
| The other' s just books or something told that has been told... | |
| You won' t make a tale, a tale out of yesterdays, it' s far to close | |
| It is the only age far from you and from now | |
| You can still tell | |
| More than history as far it can be | |
| It is the only age you recall... | |
| It is the only age for a new life | |
| At dawn you can tell to the children | |
| As teachers tell you about history, | |
| as far as they can be | |
| It is the only age you can call your history | |
| You were it, a warrior of glass with arms to the sky | |
| Don' t think that it broke | |
| You won' t make a tale, a tale of yesterdays | |
| It' s the only age, for you a new frontier | |
| You can fight for it as life fights for you | |
| About the legacy you learned what it can be | |
| It' s the only way to compete with history | |
| You lived in it! You tell it, the others just broke up something | |
| You talk and you talk! You won' t make it again! | |
| A way called fairy tale, as far as the stars | |
| When you live in the age of glass... |
| A time in your life, everything should be fine | |
| But the world is so cruel from time to time | |
| There' s nothing to defend you, just your own will | |
| It will not spare you, it will make you ill | |
| Every broken love seems to be dammed | |
| The end of the world! ... so I' ve been told... | |
| Every day you learn a new thought | |
| You get so confused, you just get the naught | |
| A time in your world, everything should be fine | |
| But the world is so cruel from time to time | |
| There' s nothing to defend you, just your own will | |
| It will not spare you, it will make you ill | |
| Every broken love seems to be the end | |
| Of a world you will fall into the night | |
| Every day you learn a new thought | |
| You get so confused, you just get the naught | |
| Because you lived it | |
| Because you hated it | |
| Because it left a mark | |
| Because you grew in it | |
| Because you hated it | |
| Because it left a mark | |
| It is the only age far enough from you that you can tell of it | |
| As teachers tell you about history as far it can be | |
| It' s the only age you can call history | |
| You lived it, you tell it! | |
| The other' s just books or something told that has been told... | |
| You won' t make a tale, a tale out of yesterdays, it' s far to close | |
| It is the only age far from you and from now | |
| You can still tell | |
| More than history as far it can be | |
| It is the only age you recall... | |
| It is the only age for a new life | |
| At dawn you can tell to the children | |
| As teachers tell you about history, | |
| as far as they can be | |
| It is the only age you can call your history | |
| You were it, a warrior of glass with arms to the sky | |
| Don' t think that it broke | |
| You won' t make a tale, a tale of yesterdays | |
| It' s the only age, for you a new frontier | |
| You can fight for it as life fights for you | |
| About the legacy you learned what it can be | |
| It' s the only way to compete with history | |
| You lived in it! You tell it, the others just broke up something | |
| You talk and you talk! You won' t make it again! | |
| A way called fairy tale, as far as the stars | |
| When you live in the age of glass... |
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