I have the whole world
In my hand
The cyclops
Holds me
I try to stand
The cyclops
Blinds me

I know more
About faraway places
But I don’t know
My own backyard
I know a lot of people
I know a lot of faces
That I’ve never met
Strangers, not a part
Of my life

Stop bowing my head
Start dreaming
Put the cyclops
Perceive the world
Think about the meaning
The cyclops
Weakens me

I know more
About faraway places
But I don’t know
My own backyard
I know a lot of people
I know a lot of faces
That I’ve never met
Strangers, not a part
Of my life

My cyclops without energy
Charges me
The cyclops
Without battery
Frees me
The cyclops
Is not guilty

I know more
About faraway places
But I don’t know
My own backyard
I know a lot of people
I know a lot of faces
That I’ve never met
Strangers, not a part
Of my life