And an Apple fell and it taught us all we are chained here to the ground.
wishing this could last
but knowing that it can’t
some days go on too long
if you hate the taste of wine
Why do you drink it till you're blind?
And if you swear that there's no truth and who cares
How come you say it like you're right?
I've got no plans in too much time
i guess time has a way of making everything alright
it's just there is not enough of it
and so we drink and we sing and we celebrate
this lie and hope that it will last