Letras
What I know of history
Is that its written in ink
But
The words that we read
Are never as clear in memory
So
What does that leave?
What are we to believe?
The hand that writes the story
Sadly is rarely as steady
Can't stop
To contemplate this
You can't talk
Me out of this
Everything that you are
Time is changing
Everything that you were
You thought was paved in gold
Everything that you are
Time is changing
What's clear in the present
Will soon grow old
You wanna forget it
But I won't let you
Everything is
And everything ends
And I have got
To find the place that I fit in
Another sentence to read
Another plea that's guilty
But in reality
Pen to paper don't mean much to me
Everything that you are
Time is changing
Everything that you were
You thought was paved in gold
Everything that you are
Time is changing
What's clear in the present
Will soon grow old
Everything that you are
Time is changing
Everything that you were
You thought was paved in gold
Everything that you are
Time is changing
What's clear in the present
Will soon grow old
Just wait and see
You can't predict
What will put you
On the right side of history
Bear in mind that I am tired
Of finding new shame
Picture perfect world
It doesn't matter much to me
Everything that you are
Time is changing
Everything that you were
You thought was paved in gold
Everything that you are