The humble and righteous and meek Are teaching me who's will to seek But who really knows how to speak About these things
Questions of where can he go When he is feeling so low And kicking himself just to show How he still bleeds
And I want to know the difference between What sparkles and what is gold
I wonder how many eyes Are fixed like a vulture's on me Now I wonder if I can even move or breathe Without disappointing someone
And I know what they call themselves But I don't remember inviting them To put me on this pedastal And make me feel so naked
Afraid to look down Afraid to turn around
I bring it on myself I know I bring it on myself
And I want to know the difference between What sparkles and what is gold
I walked along beside the purple mountains beneath the orange sky Imagined what it all might look like with these planks out of my eyes I wondered if the big white horse was coming down tonight I wanted to taste that victory but my mouth was dry
There is only tonight and the light that bleeds from your heart Makes me want to try and start againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
