Lyric Moments

You ll bruise their hearts, child. You ll live their lives? You ll fill their
shoes, child? You ll still be right? You ll speak your words, child. You re
still nieve. You ll tell your lies, child. They ll still believe. All you ve
ever said about them, it was never right. Has all you ve learned here been
forgotten? You re the perfect light? Don t strain your head, child, thinking
for them. Don t place the blame, child. Your time will come.

All you ve ever thought about them, it was never right. Your "open mind" is
sealed and settled, locked and bolted tight. All you ve lived is moments in a
fraction of their lives. It s sad you never notice when the stick is in your
eye. You ll throw your stones, child. You ll never bleed? All you ve ever said
about them, it was never right. And all you ve ever thought about them, it was
never right. The bleeding hearts and artists painted meanings in their songs.
And all the little children lost their minds and sang along. All that you said
wasn t true.