For a trace of life

Don't know where I come from.
Don't know where to go.
Don't know if I know
what is good to be known

I wonder if madness
is just a child of my urge to know.
The more that I ask
The more I get down.

A million times
my quest for life is pain,
but still it has not made me going insane.

And I long for more,
for a trace of life.
Tearing down all doors
for a trace of life

You tell me you wonder
if wondering is heaven or hell.
You say that you've got the view
on the dark side of life

You can't see the shadows,
that others can see
But you can see it's well:
The sun and the day,
the light in the sky.

A million times
your quest for life has been pain,
but still it is the key to make you sane.