Those were the days when I could clearly tell right from wrong
Never again my world so clearly arranged -
So well instructed I could follow the lines
Guiding through my life - leaving no doubt in my time
But soon my garden's going wild and all the weeds insane
The strangest creatures crawling out of the
Rain - a mighty jungle is disturbing my view
In places I once knew - I just can't
Believe that it's true - And the closer I came
To the point where I thought I'd
Reached the values of my past - I soon got lost
Strange disturbing blunt emotions - painful memories - hidden fears
Now distorting all my lifelines - sight is blurred behind my tears
I struggle to unravel all the knowledge of my
Trouble to clear the vast complexity I face inside
But soon I realise the tray is empty - my state of mind
Without a benchmark to distinguish between the
Fields - it's not so easy to decide with all reason
Now there's a multitude of interpretations
Reflecting my appraoch, knowledge, direction and coach
Long since the days when I could clearly tell right from wrong
Never again my world so clearly
Arranged - a might jungle now disturbing my view
In places I once knew - I just can't believe that it's true
And the closer I came to the point where
I thought I'd reached the values of my past
I soon got lost - in a diffuse
Mixture of vast - unspoken possibilities
Where did I start - what led my way
How to proceed to turn the night into day
No one is free from influences -
Permanently flooded by - information, facts and numbers
Statements we cannot deny - we're
Challenged to get balanced to deliberate our valence
Instinctively we're guessing - then we're left to try
And that's the point where we are prone to
Suffer - when we just got caught by an invisible force
Our thoughts have been deflected
Although we fought so hard to remain unseen
And the way we receive a sign essentially
On the path and direction of the pendulum to
Nature did compensate imperfection fatal fate
Unable to digest this quantity of information
In struggle to survive - instinctively we
Strive to select and concentrate - approach the core
To focus on - essential terms of life begun
In struggle to survive - instinctively we
Strive to select and concentrate - approach the core
To focus on - essential terms of
Life begun sometimes we will be abused
Helpless creatures born to play our role
We're suggested being free to choose - it's
In our hands to use all the treasures of earth
To lose all our freedom of birth -
All induced a resistance and to refuse