paroles de chanson youth of the young - b-side - Switchfoot

The youth of the young is wasted
Wasted on the eager to fall
Wasted on the years where your fears are your peers
On the ones with no wisdom at all

The wealth of the wealthy is wasted
Wasted on your greedy eyes
Where the difference is between what you want and you need
Is a line you never choose to find

It goes on and on and on and on and on
It goes on and on and on and on and on

Yeah, there's a crack in the sky, yeah
Where the wrong feels right, yeah
Where the light gets overthrown
It's a crisis of our own devices

There's a crack in the sky, yeah
Where the dark feels light, yeah
Where the truth gets overgrown
It's a crisis of our own devices

The folly of the fool is wasted
Wasted on your royal crown
No matter how much stuff, enough is never enough
Like giving water to a man who's drowned

The wisdom of the wise is wasted
Wasted on your failing sight
The loudest voice in the fog sounds like a wounded dog
That the wise are hesitant to fight

Yeah, it goes on and on and on and on and on, mmm
It goes on and on and on and on and on, hey!

'Cause there's a crack in the sky, yeah
Where the wrong feels right, yeah
Where the light gets overthrown
It's a crisis of our own devices

There's a crack in the sky, yeah
Where the dark feels light, yeah
Where the truth gets overgrown
It's a crisis of our own devices

Try to prove me wrong
Can you prove me wrong?
Or do you just sing it alone?

Hey, there's a crack in the sky, yeah
Where the wrong feels right, yeah
Where the light gets overthrown
It's a crisis of our own devices, yeah

There's a crack in the sky, yeah
Where the dark feels light, yeah
Where the truth gets overgrown
It's a crisis of our own devices, yeah