Diego

All our lives get complicated. Search for pleasures overrated. Never armed our souls. For what the future would hold. When we were innocent ... Angels lend me your might. Forfeit all my lives to get just one right All those colors long since faded. All our smiles all confiscated. Never were we told. We'd be bought and sold. When we were innocent. ... This prayer is for me tonight. This far down that line and still ain't got it right. And while confessions not yet stated. Our next sin is contemplated. Never did we know. What the future would hold. Or that we'd be bought and sold We were innocent"