Clannanhide – Carbon Leaf – letras

There’s a place we hide true selvesShine them into golden aweClandestine, I. Charade, shadow the midnightHide, muddle the meaning. Hide, muddle the meaningThe Plan: Clan and Hide. (show the way…)Motes protect honed purityStorm the heartened masquerade[CHORUS]We all follow around the bend. (go astray…)We fear ourselves. We lock up in roomsWe make not a sound beneath our shoesHi, yes, we’re fine…we act enthusedThen dance with ourselves without any grooveWe’re all out of might. We no longer striveWe practice the art of 9 to 5Examples are cheap and talk is proofDo as I say, not as I do…..Na na na na….