Here in the sun, in the snow, in the rain,
There is a voice repeating the same.
Words about my life will end.
Saying them over and over again.

And they speak I feel calm.
And when they sing, I sing along.

Breath in my life, there's no chance to escape.
Walking around with a foot in the grave.
They'll come along just in time to sing me a song.
Floating in darkness, all time has run small.
Life came along and ruined it all.
Over and over and over again many call.

And when they speak I feel calm.
And when they sing, I sing along.
I sing along.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dZUSZt1APxU

Scene from my story. Very speedily done, should have spent more time on it :\