I've seen men fight with ignorance
I've seen them badly beaten and bruised
Aching with dishonoring pain
Intense dedication to what is just a tiny pile of ashes
That we keep on praying to
That we keep on praying to
There were those fleeting moments
When a few people got into it
Was it just a bad dream
Or an explanation to all that shit ?
Where will I be but down the pedestal I destroyed ?
If there's a role to play I'll play with the role
Tell all the secrets, dismantle all the calculations
If it's no use then it is trash
And I don't want any more of that
What if we drive all night long ?
Missing the map, missing the point
What if we drive all night long ?
What if we drive all day long, all life long ?
I blame the context, the object
I blame the misunderstandings
I'm spreading the distance
Push it back and forward