What's in the wake of humanity?
What's in the way?
Walking acrobats completely blind, all walking the same way.
All the roads are all alike.
They're dark but wide and always seem so bright.
They're held down, completely, there's so much more to see.
Held down, completely, blindfolds of pride are in the way.
It's just another day in simplesville, everyone's the same,
watching the way they stumble around, what's in their way?
All the roads are all alike.
They're dark but wide and always seem so bright.
They're held down, completely, there's so much more to see.
Held down, completely, blindfolds of pride are in the way.
But one man walks through the streets everyday,
his song could take all the blindfolds away,
he sings just one song, it's just most won't sing along.
Truth sings just one song, but most won't stop to listen.
And its hard to tell someone, who cant see what you see,
what they cannot see, most just aren't inclined to see.
