our idols lay in ruins
  we'd have saved them if we could
  but we still choose to worship
  the places where our idols stood.
    still believing
  they can save us,
  I've lived this way too long to turn back now
    Presuppositions set in stone
  this coffin sealed by my own pride,
  and though it seems the sun will shine,
  ill draw the shades and stay inside.
    if we've learned anything at all,
  its that the chests of idols will do just as well
  we all see what we want to anyway (screams 'anyway')
    some things
  are better left unsaid.
  you know what's at stake
  something's are better left unsaid
  as long as we keep it
  in textbooks, then well be untouchable, untouchable
  we hate to lie to children,
  but after all its all
  for their own good.