And the sight of the sun, rising, seems to Invalidate the words of the man so much wiser than myself Tells me how to work my life away, so that I may someday Die, knowing that I compromised My intentions, and let my dreams turn to dust and fade away leaving nothing, just so I can say I've been a good boy mamma, played the part that I was assigned Never questioned anything, never stepped out of line But it's been eighteen years now Of having my intentions drilled in the ground It's been too many years now Of having my dreams beaten down I remember all the crazy dreams we had when we were younger All ending finalized, by the prospect of working 9 to 5 And we believed it then, and we believe it now, but now I'm so much stronger And I just can't see how we can sell ourselves short any longer It don't mean much, much to me I'm content, Human BeingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
