Fools

See these fools, that surround us

Make their rules, that define us

Seeing reds, that confound us

Make your rules

The gates we see, are never open

For you and I, they create purpose

A sense of worth, but lost in heaven

Our only hope

They're the architects of sight

Building walls to block our light

Only in dreams we'll make it right

Only in dreams will we take flight

You'll be there at my end

Like my only friend

You know that it's true

It will only be you

You'll be there at my end

Like my only friend

You know that it's true

It can only be you