SAINT - "Fathers "#20"" |
I was there, I was there. Blinded by a spot light. Caught in the glare. And I saw, yeah I saw. I could not take my eyes away. I just had to stand and stare. Its cause were blinded by our fathers And their fathers that came before. Blinded by the fear of the unknown That waits behind the door. I know, yeah I know. Wouldnt risk your neck for anyone. You just keep your head down low. Its cause were blinded by our fathers And their fathers that came before. Blinded by the fear of the unknown That waits behind the door. I know, yeah I know. Wanna spread your wings and fly away, Sweet music in your ears. But I smell roses, yeah I smell roses. Scent of dirt brushed under the carpet. But, yeah, your apathy is clear. Its cause were blinded by our fathers And their fathers that came before. Blinded by the fear of the unknown That waits behind the door. |