I am running   But not away   I am running   For today      A sense of freedom   A sense of fate   A sense of belonging   Under stars tonight      And a search without a trace   Who holds the key what will replace   An instance of disgrace   The disappeared will face      I dived into the ocean   A thousands lives   The thought of who I am   Never dies   And when I came here   I couldn't believe my eyes   The lesson I've learnt   The master of disguise      And a search without a trace   Who holds the key what will replace   And instance of disgrace   The disappeared will face      Will they comfort you   Will they think of you   When all has gone   Will they think of you   When all has gone   Will they think of you   When all has gone      Pray for the disappeared (Repeat)      From: Reality Is Lost 1999      Words by Chris McCarter & Michael Carrodus