Those were the days when I could clearly tell right from wrong
Never again my world so clearly arranged - So well instructed I could follow the lines
Guiding through my life - leaving no doubt in my time
But soon my garden's going wild and all the weeds insane
The strangest creatures crawling out of the rain - a mighty jungle is disturbing my view
In places I once knew - I just can't believe that it's true - And the closer I came
to the point where I thought I'd reached the values of my past - I soon got lost
Strange disturbing blunt emotions - painful memories - hidden fears
Now distorting all my lifelines - sight is blurred behind my tears
I struggle to unravel all the knowledge of my trouble to clear the vast complexity I face inside
But soon I realise the tray is empty - my state of mind
Without a benchmark to distinguish between the fields - it's not so easy to decide with all reason
Now there's a multitude of interpretations reflecting my appraoch, knowledge, direction and coach
Long since the days when I could clearly tell right from wrong
never again my world so clearly arranged - a might jungle now disturbing my view
In places I once knew - I just can't believe that it's true
And the closer I came to the point where I thought I'd reached the values of my past
I soon got lost - in a diffuse mixture of vast - unspoken possibilities
Where did I start - what led my way how to proceed to turn the night into day
No one is free from influences - permanently flooded by - information, facts and numbers
Statements we cannot deny - we're challenged to get balanced to deliberate our valence
Instinctively we're guessing - then we're left to try
And that's the point where we are prone to suffer - when we just got caught by an invisible force
Our thoughts have been deflected although we fought so hard to remain unseen
And the way we receive a sign essentially decides in time / we got no time to proof every line
On the path and direction of the pendulum to swing / we got no chance to hide from this rhyme
Nature did compensate imperfection fatal fate unable to digest this quantity of information
In struggle to survive - instinctively we strive to select and concentrate - approach the core
to focus on - essential terms of life begun
In struggle to survive - instinctively we strive to select and concentrate - approach the core
To focus on - essential terms of life begun sometimes we will be abused
Helpless creatures born to play our role
We're suggested being free to choose - it's in our hands to use all the treasures of earth
To lose all our freedom of birth - all induced a resistance and to refuse