You opened your mind so far backwards that simple steps, you backward waltz.
But I forward walk, however hopeless.
Broken legs and crutches if need.
All of your fingers point to me.
Careful the killer in the crowd,
All of your world is falling down.
The skeptics are restless for absolute fault.
To render these minds now you backwards waltz.
But I forward walk, however hopeless.
Broken legs and crutches if need.
All of your fingers point to me.
Careful the killer in the crowd,
When all of your world is falling down.
But I forward walk, however hopeless these dreams…
Broken legs and crutches if need.
All of your fingers point to me.
Careful the killer in the crowd,
When all of your world is falling down.
Broken legs and crutches if need.
All of your fingers point to me.
Careful the killer in the crowd,
When all of your world is falling down.
