ฟังเพลงNaive

Naive - Sleeping At Last

Religion is a breeding ground

Where the devil's work is deeply found

With teeth as sharp as cathedral spires

Slowly sinking in

God knows that I've been naive

But i think it makes him proud of me

Now it's so hard to separate

My disappointments from his name

Because shadows stretch behind the truth

Where stained glass offers broken clues

And fear ties knots and pulls them tight

It leaves us paralyzed

But in the end such tired words will rest

The truth will reroute the narrow things they've said

The marionette strings will lower and untie

And out of the ashes love will be realized

God knows that we've been naive

And a bit

Nearsighted to say the least

It's broken glass at children's feet

That gets swept aside unexpectedly