While they listen I say: I belong to the ground While they control my days I look around While my mind stagnates I still believe While I'm like this I'll imagine, I'll be the last I thought I was the last I thought I was the last In a contact with you, I sense I'm back to survival In contact with a defense I find an arrival In contact with one who is sick I perceive others in the cycle In contact with my missed peace I know I won't be the last I thought I was the last I thought I was the last I thought I was the last I thought I was the last The last I thought I was the last I thought I was the last