Stories Of Old 歌词

Well, I guess I left myself wide open for the things you say, And I laid out all the problems in your mind. Can we separate the reasons that we think this way, You won't believe the things you will find inside. The lessons we learn are just the stories of old, We drink from the memories of things we were told. If all of this fails that's why it's getting so cold, A common reaction to the days that grow old. So I guess you stalled inside a reason, that you had to fall, Another sign that there's a message in your mind. Can we understand the messes kept behind the wall, You won't believe all the things you will find inside. The lessons we learn are just the stories of old, We drink from the memories of things we were told. If all of this fails that's why it's getting so cold, A common reaction to the days that grow old. Don't let your mind wander, you must grow stronger, Pass along all your memories. People need to learn, And now it seems to be our turn to tell the truth inside. The lessons we learn are just the stories of old, We drink from the memories of things we were told. If all of this fails that's why it's getting so cold, A common reaction to the days that grow old. The lessons we learn are just the stories of old, We drink from the memories of things we were told. If all of this fails that's why it's getting so cold, A common reaction to the days that grow old. The lessons we learn are just the stories of old, We drink from the memories of things we were told. If all of this fails that's why it's getting so cold, A common reaction to the days that grow old.