If You and I Are Not Wise

Am I wearing a thin disguise

Or is there more than white in my eyes?

Was I birthed in vain?

Is it all the same if you and I are not wise?

I could have sworn that I read so well

But now I squint my eyes and can't tell

The page was torn from the book, but we were born to look

It's me and you in this hell

But I wish that someone would tell me

What my soul knows that I don't know

'Cause it's getting so very empty

In the garden, but nothing grows

There's a voice, whispers in my ear

"You are less than you were last year"

But it's all okay 'cause it went away

And I have no use for this fear

Still, I wish that someone would tell me

What my soul knows that I don't know

'Cause it's getting so very empty

In the garden where nothing grows

Am I wearing a thin disguise

Or is there more than white in my eyes?

Was I birthed in vain?

Is it all the same if you and I are not wise?

Was I birthed in vain?

Is it all the same if you and I are not wise?