We talk music we talk nothing
We talk girls we talk nothing
In fact all the things that made us who we are
Candlelight and laughter
Wine and much much more
Some get love some get rich
Some get famous seven year itch
But if you ever know exactly who you are
So uncultured human rights
Are worth much more by far
I saw coloured lights hanging from the trees
Celebrating who we are this memory stayed with me
But if you want to know exactly who you are
Come to see the boys one night
Our music's set us free
Hello morning filled with so much rain
Don't think I can ever drink that much again
Where's your sense of humour
The spirit of your youth
Let's get our day and bag some weights
Tonight we'll just be rude
They say this is the path And final age of man
The best is yet to come Before we kick the can
Question everything Believe nothing
They say this is the path And final age of man
Human culture Human rights
We've all gone much too far
So let's get out and hit some dirt
Before we ford a boat
Hello morning Hello pain
Don't think I could ever drink that much again
Question everything Believe nothing
We talk music We talk nothing
Two roads entwined and never ending
Two souls upon each other are depending
And in my mind my heart
And in my heart new words
Nude flesh glowing in the halflight
New words that only they can understand
The mortal man may know
You never let those feelings show
This is the difference in the sun and the moon
So wrong you don't know anything
This is the difference in the positive and negative
So right but do you really want to fight
Shear Like a waterfall
Two roads Long and never ending
Two souls upon each other are depending
Two roads and down that long path they go
And in my mind my heart
And in my heart new words
Her thoughts floating like an iceberg
It's such a lot to call unpractical mandate
Keep it safe for your journey home
Two roads Long and never ending
Two souls upon eacch other are depending
Two roads and I took the one that's travelled
Two roads but you were always
in the east and in the west
Two roads shear like the raindrops on my tongue
Maybe the twain someday shall meet