Our failure manifests itself In every question When you choose to fall And no one comes to call It must be the usual
They must already know Where they couldn't go A painful way to grow Lacking wisdom
Exposing ignorance Seems to be your bliss When finding meaning Is all I know
The only difference And it is no defense Is that your opulence Has blinded you
The folly of the fool Would be to trust in you That all things we do Would be safe
You are standing on the shoulders Of the giants that came before youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
