These rocks will never know The joy of being consumed by anything Worth remembering Yeah, yeah, yeah
When in our hearts we go Spelunking into caverns of dark reckoning What gives us causes a scene Yeah, yeah, yeah
About all them things that rocks could never know All of the hate, the joy, and the sorrow, oh, oh, oh As we kill yesterday and we crucify tomorrow Doing all them things that rocks could never know Yeah, yeah, yeah
Here’s something you won’t see A tree obsessed with being much of anything Trees are just happening Yeah, yeah, yea
You never hear one scream
Prostesting lumberjacks with axe glistening Trees are not listening No, no, no
To all them things that rocks could never know All of the hate, the joy, and the sorrow, oh, oh, oh As we kill yesterday and we crucify tomorrow Doing all them things that rocks could never know Yeah, yeah, yeah
So, soap of the soul, sow all the seeds that rocks could never know Just to know, know all the things that rocks could never sow Rocks the soul, know all the seeds that rocks could never know
Rocks could never know Rocks could never know Rocks could never know Rocks could never knowTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
