In the corridors of time
We walk between the walls of fate
Turning around the corners of destiny
We find new corridors
Walking in the moments happy and sad
We write the story along the path trod

There is light and there is darkness
There is hope and there is despair
In these corridors of time
Everything is made to be a pair.

Do we have a destination?
Do we have a plan?
In these corridors of time
We just walk unknown to each other
We just walk to forget our ignorance
We just walk in a perennial trance.