Gods and Men
Just like the ripples from a stone we grow and fade away ; Growing out of my skin ; Do a little better each day ; I had a dream but what's it to you? ; Two fragile minds that go right through you ; The way things are for gods and men ; To stand up tall and fall again ; Just like the river and the storm we slowly move away ; Stepping out of our dream ; Never for the better, no way ; I had a dream but it's behind me ; I can't let all these things define me ; That's the way the blood of men ; Can be forgotten and washed again; 