dont play the fool, the rain's not coming
moves and moves and words which only the wind hears
you can paint your face
yes, you can run away but you cannot change what's meant without your feet on the street
they'll learn and find despair
and with such confidence they'll fall of the stairs and wait
the masses will sit and wait, perhaps light a candle or look at the skies with such hope
the crops are dead
the gods arent fed
and they're all just men
and all they got is a pen
and most times not even brains..
the insight's not near
the bells are here.
the crops are dead
the gods arent fed
and they're all just men
and all they got is a pen
and most times not even brains..
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