If thoughts were tears... Are you sick of yearning? This invisible fortress, this isolation Is your heart's cancer There's no reason hiding Your great walls of self-defense Pull them all down No need to retreat Your great walls of insecurity Pull them all down Listen to what isn't said See what is not shown Learn this language free from words Don't be deceived Becoming numb Is the sound of decay Self-censorship and deadening only false friends There's no reason hiding Your great walls of self-defense Pull them all down Remaining forever thoughtful A curse? No! It's the bold star to reach out for This is the path of prosperity A prosperity within This is the path of prosperity Made of thorns and broken glassTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
