Из альбома: Chroma
Reaching out.
Can you hear me?
I said im reaching out.
But no one's near me,
And through all this i've been reaching out blindly.
And so it comes down, and i don't know anything.
It always comes around,
And fighting always seems just like...
That i'll never know,
And you never will.
Still i'll never know,
And you wont until someone stands up.
Then you'll get some answers.
Well here goes nothing yeah i'm standing up.
And i'll get nothing if it's not enough.
But they wont say what they're holding back from us.
And so it comes down and i don't know anything.
It always comes around.
And fighting always seems just like.
That i'll never know,
And you never will.
Still i'll never know,
And you wont until someone stands up.
Then you'll get some answers.
[x2]
I'll tell you this is something that you'll never hear,
They knew it then and they've been holding back for years,
And if you're not getting answers ask better questions......
That i'll never know,
And you never will.
Still i'll never know,
And you wont until someone stands up.
Then you'll get some answers.
[x2]