Herodotus

The more you become acquainted with me The better you will like me For I always have something new to offer I write this for the good Of all of you Who don't know which way to go Though I don't know myself I can say We better know tomorrow Now I see You tire endlessly After you've fought for This empty space to grieve Why when lost Do you all disagree Why you must Kill me Primacy, primacy, primacy, primacy The young At the zenith of physical power and sensitivity Overwhelm themselves with drugs and artificial stimulants Subtlety is lost And fine distinctions based on acute reasoning Are carelessly ignored In a headlong jump to a predetermined conclusion Oh it's much too hard To collect the rubble While keeping my head held high I'm drowning in the weight We carry Along the assembly line We're in luck the crossroads aren't far enough away To fight aground in the morning every day On this field of white full of flowers on their side Waiting for their savoir but it's never specified Who's right and who's wrong and who will ever be to blame Take a guess it's no one for love is in the name Of the hand that waters but is Jekyll or is Hyde Why we're meant to run over the flowers 'til they die And it's all gone, gone And it's all gone, gone, gone, gone, gone 'Til it's all gone, gone 'Til it's all gone, gone, gone, gone, gone And it's all gone, gone And it's all gone, gone, gone, gone, gone And it's all gone, gone 'Til it's all gone, gone, gone, gone, gone We cannot think of being acceptable to others Until we have first proven acceptable to ourselves And it all fades away If I don't hold onto it tight If it crumbles will you say It was all just lost time