Brutality Of Fact

Last of the trouble has followed through This (?) your potential to I've seen your lifeline go out to you Sidestepping our convention But you always managed to find a way To avoid what the negative people say The sun will shine on a brighter day Stick to your own potential Failing hardly seems to bother you Winning was a compliment to failure A waking Earth is calling you Drive all night, you can't sit still Here comes the torment that eats inside (?) those who wish you well The callings strong but how can you hear Receivers dead, the transmissions clear The Moon will rise in your finest hour Lighting our potential Caught in perversion of our Human life Fall in confusion born of sacrifice But you always managed to find a way To avoid what the negative people say The sun will shine on a brighter day When you stick to your own potential Failing hardly seems to bother you Winning was a compliment to failure Failure! (Instrumental) Failing hardly seems to bother you Winning was a compliment to failure Failure! (Spoken) (?) to make a life, Beckon it Bodies of great beauty could not surrender Their rationality fading in (?) The security of sensation A historic harlequin (?) harks a mild The spirit of radio mortgage Holding their pre selection In the brutality of fact