The Other Songtext
von Giver

Must I rob you of your humanity to portrait mine?
Are we all frontier-drawers
Still the obscure other, strangers in a strange land?
There is no black and white, just shades of gray
It′s just a sad delusion of institutions which make us feel apart

And I won't let these motherfuckers channel my fears
Towards people, I should see as my brothers and sisters
And I won′t see what is not there, no
Us puppets dance no more and cut strings tonight
You are not skin and color, tie and collar, cross and dollar sign


'Cause we are more than that
We are so complex
We are chaos and excess
And let nothing divide us, separate us, turn "us" in "we" and "them"

Eyes wide opened to the setting sun
The cowards, the bastards, the outcast sons
Out of time with the beating drum
The cynics, the liars, singing madman songs
Singing "Where do we go from here?"

Eyes wide opened to the setting sun
The cowards, the bastards, the outcast sons
Out of time with the beating drum
The cynics, the liars, singing madman songs
Singing "Where do we go from here?"