Penfold Human Drama
Are we the same
Can we burn each other's ideals to the ground
Can we blame the truth of human drama on ourselves
Are we breaking new ground, are we hearing the sound of our voices echoed as screams
Do these thoughts sting your skin like the sarcasm shot from our tongues, through our teeth
Why are we always aware of the power of gravity when we try to climb
Like the way we breathe, we always take forgranted the assistance it gives us when we descend
Heaven knows just how long we can crawl
I'm done
How can we stand
We are the only answers and we're happy
The only answer is everyone
I want a choice
The only answer is everyone
