Things go wrong when i trust them
in my naive way i love them
like you told me to love them
i abide by man made rules
and am a picture of all fools
i have a border of white clues
I use the formulae of everyday
in the floods i stay and get washed away
People talk in nothing
with a reverence in a something
and my heart beats on with indifference
to the lessons of attrition
i am a picture of all fools
i have a border of white clues
I use the formulae of everyday
in the floods i stay and get washed away