Cheerful voices through nothing with zeros and ones they are in past days. Did that break my heart? By default? Or by nostalogic? Attracted by flickering light turn in the past to get to you. Everything in my eyes is the future what imagine with you. The immature song what disappeared away it was fascinating and now you can hear it. And now you can hear it. (Nostalogic…) (Nostalogic…) Close your eyes until let the sun come out counting sheep and regrets. I can not go back… But… Still, I will not give up to my ideal. The immature song what disappeared away it was fascinating and now you can hear it. The proposed destination it has not changed absolutely. And out of breath Now… Did he try to get there? Now… Are you trying to get there?