All that is beautiful
Will not be beautiful to me
Unless it’s perfect.
Outside of these walls is an awful place
As far as I can tell
We are not the enemy, we are not the enemy inside.
We were victims of a constant loss,
We were not the enemy.
I am afraid
That opinions are contagious.
I am afraid…
That my plans will all lose their place.
We are not the enemy.
We could hold our breath forever
Or maybe for a while…
The best will surely come.
Until then we’ll feel nothing,
Until then we’ll feel nothing at all.
All that is beautiful
Will not be beautiful to me
Unless it’s perfect.
All that is beautiful
Will not be beautiful to me.
In all harmony, in all of our discord,
Can we really know all that is pure.
We are not the enemy, we are not the enemy,
We are not the enemy