Outside - Banco

But not a dog-gone region

But see the walls are crumbled

With done they drive away

Where do we come from

We come from beyond the sun

And love has lost its flavor

It's got to have a gimmick

That Rage the old romantics

They switch to our machines

Where do we come from

The outside

We have no trick to show you

To fit your sense of humor

No funny wine or toys

That explode and riddle you

Where do we come from

We come from beyond the sun

Is man who lives on his earth

All returning

There's more space up there for birth

And believe the breaks of difference and changes

While inside they dream of fame

And we come come to your seas and fields

Such a rich land

Then why does it seem a desert

And the minds of dark oasis are concealed

In our world we make them gods

What is it that we give to you

Power of vision to see beyond your lives

You are the world

It's power who you are

Trouble you are the world