Fool Songtext
von Magpie Jay
Fool Songtext
There was a dream I one time had
It wasn′t good. It wasn't sad
But there was so much fear
And so much death
A battlefield over my bed
Now all awake I feel like a fool
With no idea or even a clue
About what life in a city
With millions would be
Or breaking out into monstrosity
If I knew something about
Why grey is the color of clouds
When you crash a car
Into the wall you′ve built
You bring down everything
Down with guilt
I thought it was all in the blood I bled
It appears they're all ideas inside my head
There was a pill I one time took
It wasn't happy it was the hook
That pulled me out of the river
Pushed me out of the nest
At times I dream what might′ve been the end
Now all awake I feel like a fool
With no idea or even a clue
About what life in a city
With millions would be
Or breaking out into monstrosity
If I knew something about
Why grey is the color of clouds
When you crash a car
Into the wall you′ve built
You bring down everything
Down with guilt
I thought it was all in the blood I bled
It appears they're all ideas inside my head
It wasn′t good. It wasn't sad
But there was so much fear
And so much death
A battlefield over my bed
Now all awake I feel like a fool
With no idea or even a clue
About what life in a city
With millions would be
Or breaking out into monstrosity
If I knew something about
Why grey is the color of clouds
When you crash a car
Into the wall you′ve built
You bring down everything
Down with guilt
I thought it was all in the blood I bled
It appears they're all ideas inside my head
There was a pill I one time took
It wasn't happy it was the hook
That pulled me out of the river
Pushed me out of the nest
At times I dream what might′ve been the end
Now all awake I feel like a fool
With no idea or even a clue
About what life in a city
With millions would be
Or breaking out into monstrosity
If I knew something about
Why grey is the color of clouds
When you crash a car
Into the wall you′ve built
You bring down everything
Down with guilt
I thought it was all in the blood I bled
It appears they're all ideas inside my head
Writer(s): Carl Sigman, James Last, Gerd Mueller Schwanke Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

