Fumbling his confidence
And wondering why the world has passed him by
Hoping that he's meant for more than arguments
And wondering why the world has passed him by
Hoping that he's meant for more than arguments
Dreaming about providence
And whether mice or men have second tries
Maybe we've been living with our eyes half open
Maybe we're bent and broken
We want more than this world's got to offer
We want more than the wars of our fathers
And everything inside screams for second life"
Thx SF :-)
M
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