Comes the sign of wasted timesI will wait no moreEver trudging through the aimlessForests we exploreIn our boots and money chainsMisfitting cloaks we can't containHidden hates of urgencyDeclaring our emergencyAnd up the tallest window worldThe distance was not clearUnoccupied my brutish thoughtsWe had no cause to fearA lesson so severeHotter than the fire we builtDarker than the truthIgnorance reflected in the windows of our youthPush me now beyond the boundsOf healing hands and thorny crownsAnd all the sadness it impliesI've tasted with my own two eyesAnd as the cattlerack was clearedThe floor was brightly stainedAnd larger though we grew in sizeNot a thing was gained...The fate as so ordainedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.