Lessons to be learnt but who's going to teach Who's writing the rules, well I decree A day of tragedy when love is lost When a friend, when a friend is pissed off
Misunderstandings are so unfair Psychoanalyse me please oh my friend Let's begin, let confusion unravel around me
And, and if I give the pieces together The way they make sense to me I'll do my best But I can use only what I've seen from where I've been And the lives that have lived before me Who's going to look, who's going to cheek No one can really say 'cause they're all dead But we can try and only try to live with integrity
So come and see if from Come and see if from Come and see it from here
So come and see if from Come and see if from Come and see it from here and
Whatever you seek Which book you may read Which planet you seek Script you write and forces you fight
Whatever you seek Which book you may read Which planet you seek
Oh no there's will and there's fate Or random explosions everyday Or is the world an orchestrated play Or a clock, tick-tock, a clock work game Us being the cogs and the product is time Questions to evolve with the answers to find Like what the hell, what the hell are we doing here anyhow
Yeah a gift it is to have everything To fill our lines with happiness and what we desire But only if you want it, only if you need it Only if you brave it, only if you seek it So be kind 'cause there's a piece of me in you I'll be kind 'cause there's a piece of you in me A piece of everyone somewhere elsewhere lesser and greater
So come and see if from Come and see if from Come and see it from here
So come and see if from Come and see if from Come and see it from here and
Whatever you seek Which book you may read Which planet you seek Script you write and forces you fight
Whatever you seek Which book you may read Which planet you seek Oh let's begin tonight
Whatever you seek Which book you may read Which planet you seek Script you write and forces you fight
Whatever you seek Which book you may read Which planet you seek
Oh no there's will and there's fate Or random explosions everyday Or is the world an orchestrated play Or a clock, tick-tock, a clock work game Us being the cogs and the product is time Questions to evolve with the answers to find Like what the hell, what the hell are we doing here anyhow What are we doing here
Compositores: Jean Reinhardt (Reinhardt Django), Stephane Grappelli (Stephane Grappelly) ECAD: Obra #111113 Fonograma #6206647