La Cerca

(альбом: Porcelain - 2004)

Grew up on a man made line that's left me warm
Count your blessings, you're the lucky one
The view from this window is frail and brittle
And I've done nothing to change anything
These hills in our hometown disguise the beaten down
I can't turn a blind eye anymore

I was raised in a certain way
And I think I've let you down
So I change my ways
And I'll find a brand new path

Let's crash these gates and join this party
I want to be welcomed not just tolerated
I'm watching my own eyes looking for truth
I started doubting but fell into the pool
This resolutions firm and panic sets in
In order to grow you must be open to learn

I was raised in a certain way
And I think I've let you down
So I change my ways
And I'll find a brand new path, a brand new path

I was raised in a certain way
And I think I've let you down
So I change my ways
And I'll find a brand new path

Grew up on a man made line that's left me empty
Count your blessings, you're the lucky one

I've seen these scenes
Haunt me in my dreams
I've just begun to question why
How could I forget
Imaginary splits
Don't have a thing to do with life

I've seen these scenes
Haunt me in my dreams
I've just begun to question why
How could I forget
Imaginary splits
Don't have a thing to do with life

I was raised in a certain way
And I think I've let you down
So I change my ways
And I'll find a brand new path, a brand new path

I was raised in a certain way
And I think I've let you down
So I change my ways
And I'll find a brand new path
So I change my ways
And I'll find a brand new path
So I change my ways
And I'll find a brand new path, a brand new path