Testo Strange tomorrow

i was alone
became absorbed in my thoughts
and so I felt that feeling deep inside
there´s nothingelse, except the notes and i
getting through that wasteland in my mind

and so it felt strage
but it felt that way before tomorrow we´ll be dumb
so we were blamed
but we were blambed before
strange tomorrow comes

so what am I?
and why am I, I ask myself?
did I become like mankind should have been?
we´re all neglected, ´cos we´ve lost identity
we are forgotten sons, that´s all we are