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Belief, Communication, creative, Despair, Evolution, faith, history, hope, lyrics, Mankind, No answers, poems, poetry, religion, verse, writing
We crept out from the sea
And skipped from rock to rock,
Drew patterns in the sand
To hide our journey back,
We shed the mark of beasts
And turned towards the sun,
Grew deaf to all their words
Became the special one.
And you want me now to kneel
And you want me to believe
As if there’s nothing else to feel
And all the lies are real,
And all the trust I placed in me
Is only flotsam on the sea
And dead leaves falling from the tree
Not what you wanted me to see.
We upped and took our flight
And hopped from rock to rock,
Lost all that we had known
Inventing brand new clocks,
We turned from all the things
That led to where we are,
As if we could rewrite
Histories from afar.
And you want me now to kneel
And you want me to believe
As if there’s nothing else to feel
And all the lies are real,
And all the trust I placed in me
Is only flotsam on the sea
And dead leaves falling from the tree
Not what you wanted me to see.
We sculpted new beliefs
And cast them in the fire,
Hoping against reason
These gods would take us higher,
We kissed the idol’s feet
Contentment in our eye,
The stain upon our lip
A smile to mask a sigh.
And you want me now to kneel
And you want me to believe
As if there’s nothing else to feel
And all the lies are real,
And all the trust I placed in me
Is only flotsam on the sea
And dead leaves falling from the tree
Not what you wanted me to see.