The lyrics in the first verse are: "Trying pointlessly to understand, having nothing to say, just shadows, what remained boxed inside, this is what I call my enveloped ideas".

[3] This song won over a large and loyal following for the band in 1986 when the demo version was played on the seminal radio station DWXB 102.7, and on the strength of that, they managed to get a recording contract with OctoArts International.

It seemed like they did not have to suffer too much through the requisite period as starving artists as the band's manager Martin Galan recalls: "There was that year", but all things considered, a year seems inconsequential, given that the band went from small venues and house parties to playing the Metropolitan Theater in about that amount of time.

The song started with Pablo Molina singing a slow melodic line in an operatic manner, accompanied by funereal organ chords.

Peppy, spirited keyboard lines jump in, and the song is kickstarted to a lively, highly melodic tune,[4] with a synthesizer riff.