We talk music, we talk nothing, We talk girls, we talk nothing
In fact, all the things that made us who we are,
Candlelight and laughter, Wine and much much more.
Some get love, some get rich, Some get famous seven year itch.
But if you ever know exactly who you are
So uncultured, human rights, Are worth much more by far.
I saw coloured lights hanging from the trees
Celebrating who we are, this memory stayed with me.
But if you want to know exactly who you are,
Come to see the boys one night, Our music's set us free.
Hello morning filled with so much rain.
Don't think I can ever drink that much again.
Where's your sense of humour, The spirit of your youth.
Let's get our day and bag some weights, Tonight we'll just be rude.
They say this is the path, And final age of man,
The best is yet to come, Before we kick the can.
Question everything, Believe nothing.
They say this is the path, And final age of man.
Human culture, Human rights, We've all gone much too far.
So let's get out and hit some dirt, Before we ford a boat.
Hello morning, Hello pain.
Don't think I could ever drink that much again.
Question everything, Believe nothing.
We talk music, We talk nothing.
Two roads entwined and never ending,
Two souls, upon each other are depending.
And in my mind, my heart. And in my heart new words.
Nude flesh, glowing in the halflight.
New words, that only they can understand.
The mortal man may know, You never let those feelings show.
This is the difference in the sun and the moon
So wrong, you don't know anything.
This is the difference in the positive and negative.
So right, but do you really want to fight.
Shear! Like a waterfall.
Two roads, Long and never ending.
Two souls, upon each other are depending.
Two roads, and down that long path they go.
And in my mind, my heart. And in my heart, new words.
Her thoughts, floating like an iceberg.
It's such a lot to call unpractical mandate
Keep it safe for your journey home.
Two roads, Long and never ending.
Two souls, upon eacch other are depending.
Two roads, and I took the one that's travelled.
Two roads, but you were always in the east and in the west
Two roads, shear like the raindrops on my tongue.
Maybe the twain someday shall meet.