Текст песни Continuance - Public Universal Friend

If everything were equal
Would we all have been embodied
In the beauty of our choosing
I see my name on the officer's paper
Yeah, the moon sings equanimity
Over the tree lines as the summer
Sings her valediction
They say it could've happened to anyone
I see a stranger at the door
Continuance
Continuance
Continuance
Continuance
Nothing here is real
In our society of reason
The almighty documentation
When truth is detail, law is broken
We assume these sensibilities
Like gospel from a holy other
In the garden I learned the truth
Who am I to be one and the same
Guilty until granted
Continuance
Continuance
Continuance
Continuance
Who do you think you are
Who do you think you are
Who do you think you are
Who do you think you are
Who do you think you are
Who do you think you are
Who do you think you are
Who do you think you are