Open Letter
Benjamin Weikel / Brandon Summers
How could I not see
You were waiting for an answer from me?
How could I believe
You were honest in what you said?
Where will you go now
There is nothing that is further reaching?
Draw the line between
What you want and what you need
Where is your sense?
Where is your sense of wrong?
Where is your sense?
Where is your sense of wrong?
Gather your wits from the maze
Bury the rest in the past
Cover the tracks that remain
Carry the weigh to the last
Where is your sense?
Where is your sense of wrong?
Where is your sense?
Where is your sense of wrong?