Just last night I woke from some unconscionable dream
And had it nailed to my forehead again
To keep this boat afloat
There are things you cant afford to know
So I save all my breath for the sails.
But youll find those lingering voices
Are just your egos attempt to make it all clean and nice
And make a moron out of you
Walking a bridge with weakening cables
Huddled up in fear and hate because we know our fate
And its a lot to put us through.
Most ideas turn to dust
As there are few in which we all can trust
Havent you noticed Ive been shedding all of mind?
So lets abandon that track
And leave our fathers fighting in a sack
Cause we are way too wise-assed for that.
You might find some fools at your doorstep
Hustling the latest changes to the book
Thats the strangest in an attempt to multiply
Marionettes on weakening cables
Huddled up with fear and hate
Because they know their fate and its a lot to put them through.
Weve taken on a climb
And its long enough to put the best of us on our backs
Walking up a slide
And there are those we know whod have us five miles off the track.
But youll find those lingering voices
Are just your egos attempt to make it all clean and nice
And make a moron out of you
Crossing the brindge on weakening cables
Huddled up with fear and hate because we know our fate
And its a lot to put us through
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