Текст: Ayreon. 01011001. Comatose.

[Anneke:]
no need to feel the pain
no need to feel betrayed
no need to feel inane
no need to feel afraid

[Jorn Land:]
wake me up before i die, hold me close
As I gaze upon to the sky, comatose
No reason to survive, I suppose
Wake us up before we die

[Anneke:]
no need to feel desire

[Jorn Land:]
But I need you with me

[Anneke:]
no need to feel small

[Jorn Land:]
But I need to feel secure

[Anneke:]
no need to feel afar

[Jorn Land:]
But I need you feel free

[Anneke:]
no need to feel at all

[Jorn Land:]
But I need to know for sure

[Jorn Land:]
wake me up before i die, hold me close
As I gaze upon the sky, comatose
No reason to survive, I suppose
Wake us up before we die