كلمات Tools Of Separation

Where once was childlike simplicity Now only remnants of blind ideals This quality of innocence Once tarnished, is forever lost It's lost... It's lost... Never to return It's lost... It's lost... We turn our heads And show our backs Burn bridges of communication Throw away and cast aside Shed these tools of separation The complexities of maturity Entangled in prejudice I'm longing for this purity Through envy and emptiness It's lost... It's lost... And nothing remains of this childhood bliss It's lost... It's lost... We turn our heads And show our backs Burn bridges of communication Throw away and cast aside Shed these tools of separation Where once was childlike simplicity Now only remnants of blind ideals This egocentric, foolish pride Never knowing happiness It's lost... It's lost... Never to return It's lost... It's lost... We turn our heads And show our backs Burn bridges of communication Throw away and cast aside Shed these tools of separation