| Words Words, all my words, lost in the air I breathe foreign smells perfume my mind Weak, oh my friend, we're weak now and then We're small frightened shades and scorn's blowing everywhere Drowning in a deep dark ocean of feelings everyday It's not the last, we're bound to learn either stop it high Flying high above the ground So get up now, holding tight, building walls to hide your cries And scream at the sky for some rain to wash your hands Oh God, we ain't right, we ain't proud, we ain't kind But please help us now, bring us truth and a wiser peaceful mind Drowning in a deep dark ocean of feelings everyday It's not the last, we're bound to learn either stop it high Flying high above the ground It's a dream, we ain't worth living free, living well We just get what we spread, several wounds and a neverending pain So we stare at the land, kneel, join our hands But there's nothing, no one watches, no one listens, no one cares And you see all your words lost in the air You breathe foreign smells perfume your mind |