Текст песни ------- - Omer Barash

Do you believe me and all these pretty words I tell you?
All this honour that I sell you; it isn't me

In my hand; fractalled truth, froze in time
What I offer isn't mine, it isn't yours, it isn't ours anymore
Win the battle, lose the war

I will tell you stories of the way the world could be
You can open up your eyes and hearts and I will help you see
The future that was promised you was promised same to me

It isn't yours, it isn't mine, it isn't something learned with time
It isn't lost, it isn't found, it isn't anything profound
It's part of you, it's part of me, it's partly broken can't you see?
It isn't picture perfect snowflakes falling soft on hallowed ground
It isn't any kind of fairy tale or anything profound
It's just a story that we tell ourselves when there's no one else around

Do you believe me? And all these pretty words I tell you
All this honour that I sell you; it isn't me