Things Go Wrong When I Trust Them

In My Naive Way I Love Them

Like You Told Me To Love Them

I Abide By Man Made Rules

And Am A Picture Of All Fools

I Have A Border Of White Clues



I Use The Formulae Of Everyday

In The Floods I Stay And Get Washed Away



People Talk In Nothing

With A Reverence In A Something

And My Heart Beats On With Indifference

To The Lessons Of Attrition

I Am A Picture Of All Fools

I Have A Border Of White Clues



I Use The Formulae Of Everyday

In The Floods I Stay And Get Washed Away