The Philosopher’s Song


Love of wisdom ain't enough (Chorus)
If you cant touch the love
Seekin’ truth don’t satisfy
If you cant see the sense
Horizons can be seen not crossed
The equator crossed not seen
Its all a case of right and wrong
In the Philosopher’s song

She has a restless mind
A heart too deep to find
Happiness just ain’t the road she’s on
If ties are chains we forge ourselves
The world still brings the iron
Old loves are the colours of her mind
Weaving dreams of joys she’s left behind
But now is where she wants to be

Chorus

She ain’t philosophical
About the hurt and pain
Or when we sell the best in us
For bein’ known and gain
Love each other
A wise man once proclaimed
And just because this frightened us
He’s the one we blamed

Chorus

Seeds of death are sown
Where children laugh and play
Bitter harvest, tragic yield
In forest, road and field
Death’s a face without a name
A child’s voice raised in pain
Man’s inhumanity to Man’s become
A crazy language game

Chorus

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