Marlango. Automatic Imperfection. Architecture Of Lies. Zeneszám

I used to think one day i would learn
The truth about life
Treasured everything i saw
Nailed to the wall of certainties
Then life came along
And casually pulled down
My house

Used to think i would understand
Things now i learned there's nothing
To be understood

Then i believed everything i touched
Was a lie impossible to live up to
Pull down brick by brick
The fence around my life
Burnt the flowers 'cos i thought
They were alibis

Now i observe constructions round me
Architecture of sophisticated lives
Warehouses to pile up mistakes
Woodsheds to hide the dreams we give up on