كلمات Forget Your Calculus

Forget your calculus Who will forget us Maybe everything here's meant to last Bones and articles of clothing pass Buried underneath the lime and grass Directions south or north My compass broke from course Bury underneath the lime and dirt Fools know more than gold It's written fools You wanted it you got it yeah what is the world to you What is the world to you Treasures and ooooolllld rocks What will we leave behind Who will remember us? They say it's fate the archeology of lives I leave mine for you.