Climbing Climbing A mountain so cragged and tall Sure is a long way back down
Flying Flying On toy rockets pointed at mars Sure is a long way back down
We could find a second sun Or be burned on the way And loose another few Tomorrow's on its way
Driving Driving On a road headed nowhere at all And it just keeps on going Waiting Waiting For the cold wind of winter to calm And it just keeps on blowing
We could drive another mile We could wait one more day And loose another few Tomorrow's on it's way
Do you find it kind of stifling Could be everything's not only what they're showing Do you find it kind of trifling Looks like everything is what they think they're owning (lies) Do you find it kind of criminal Do you think that it's the only thing they're planning for you
Once we were giving Now we are taking We left a more beautiful world than we're making Once we were building Now we are breaking Time to clean up all the mess we've been making Lay down your hand grenades Throw down your rifles Now is the time to make peace with your rivals and Love Love Love Love Love
We could fight another fight But it's all in vain And loose another few Tomorrow can explain
We could drive another mile We could wait one more day And loose another few Tomorrow's on it's wayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
