Thought of thinking
If the day today was the day tomorrow,
would you join me in a walk of crime?
If the day tomorrow was the day of sorrow,
would you help me kill the time?
If the years to come are the years we’ve followed,
will they still hold the same fences?
If those years to come will be as shallow,
then when will we come to our senses?
would you join me in a walk of crime?
If the day tomorrow was the day of sorrow,
would you help me kill the time?
If the years to come are the years we’ve followed,
will they still hold the same fences?
If those years to come will be as shallow,
then when will we come to our senses?