We try to struggle to understand
What is love what is hate
What is compassion and understanding
Im just a fool trying to comprehend
The beauty In the noise
I need to try and understand you
Even when you’re belligerent
I’m trying to find you love you
Even if I don’t know you yet
It’s the first of September
And I’m looking to you
To see feel and comprehend.
It’s the first time
The last try
But why.
Do we pretend this is our last stand
What is chance what is fate.
What is the truth and why do pretend
The beauty in the noise
I should try and forget what you do
And forsake my blind ignorance
I’m letting go what isn’t true.
It’s a search for innocence
It’s the first of September
And I’m looking to you
To see feel and comprehend.
And here we are
Once again
My friend.
Foolishly
I want to hear
The beauty in the noise
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