Texty: Sun Eats Hours. Tour All Over. Living Force.

Im going to plan out a club
Plain spoken
Planetary made
Plant out from actions done by those who live
Not only for themselves

This club is made of those
Looking at the future
Knowing the past

With something special in the look of their eyes
With something strange in the tone of their voices
Those who feel the destiny
Not hoping in luck and coincidence
Touring all over
Seeing real stories
With a dream strong like a rock
Yeah like a rock
Youll surely feel the happiness
Staying with them
Even for just a little

Here aware of how
Facts never happen
Without sense
Working every day for something
(Which) could help people around them

But what they also know
Force is given to those who really got
Something special in the look of their eyes
Something strange in the tone of their voices

Touring all over
Seeing real stories
With a dream strong like a rock
Yeah like a rock