The Fine Chairs

Lyrics

ANCIENT SLIME

You adore what was yesterday
When everyone ignored the shades of grey
Colorful life turned into black and white
Erasing hues wasn't hidden by night.

Don't you fool yourself
You won't ever turn back time
Don't you fool yourself
You'll always be stuck in ancient slime.

You say you hear the rumble in the streets
But it's just to satisfy your own needs
Pretending to save the people from decline
But what you mean is always I, Me, Mine.

What should have last a thousand years.
What in the end caused a billion fears
What other's reduce to daily grind
Will never ever, never ever be mine.

Don't you fool yourself...