Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.
After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns,
we ourselves flash and yearn
We must travel in the direction of our fear.
I am so wise I had my mouth sewn shut.
Life, friends, is boring. We must not say so.
After all, the sky flashes, the great sea yearns,
we ourselves flash and yearn
We must travel in the direction of our fear.
I am so wise I had my mouth sewn shut.