Trivial matters of the heart, mind and senses.
Look away, look beyond.
Transcend the limits of this song.
Groove to the beat of your own drum.
Now that we've realised that friends are disposable, now that we know nothing is really in ruins if we have company in those ruins with us, now that you dismiss advice because hope shines on you,
Be gone.
Look away, look beyond.
Transcend the limits of this song.
Groove to the beat of your own drum.
Now that we've realised that friends are disposable, now that we know nothing is really in ruins if we have company in those ruins with us, now that you dismiss advice because hope shines on you,
Be gone.
Good riddance.
