| Dancing on the crumbling precipice
|
| The rocks are coming loose just at the edge
|
| Are we laughing? |
| Are we crying?
|
| Are we drowning? |
| Are we dead?
|
| Or was it all a dream?
|
| The bombs are getting closer everyday
|
| «That can never happen here» we used to say
|
| Have these wars come to our doorstep?
|
| Has this moment finally come?
|
| Or was it all a dream?
|
| Are we not good enough? |
| Are we not brave enough?
|
| Is the violence in our nature just the image of our maker?
|
| Are we not good enough? |
| Are we not brave enough?
|
| To become something greater than the violence in our nature?
|
| Are we not good, good enough or is it all a dream?
|
| To a predetermined fate, are we condemned?
|
| Or maybe we’re a book without an end?
|
| We’re not stories, we’re not actors
|
| We’re awake and in control
|
| And this is not a dream
|
| So can we break this mold?
|
| And set in motion something new
|
| Forgetting what we know
|
| An evolution overdue
|
| Fight the current
|
| Pull the ripcord
|
| Get away!
|
| Are we not good enough? |
| Are we not brave enough?
|
| Is the violence in our nature just the image of our maker?
|
| Are we not good enough? |
| Are we not brave enough?
|
| To become something greater than the violence in our nature?
|
| Are we not good, good enough?
|
| Well trodden paths are all we take
|
| We need a storm; |
| let’s pray for rain now
|
| To wash these roads away
|
| Let’s get off track and wander far
|
| Same roads lead to same destinations
|
| Follow nothing but your heart
|
| We’re talking in our sleep
|
| And sleeping through our lives
|
| We dream of the places where we never die
|
| We step from the shadows
|
| And into the light
|
| Are we not good enough? |
| Are we not brave enough?
|
| Is the violence in our nature just the image of our maker?
|
| Are we not good enough? |
| Are we not brave enough?
|
| To become something greater than the violence in our nature?
|
| Are we not good enough? |
| Are we not brave enough?
|
| Are we not good, good enough?
|
| Or was it all a dream… |