We have all been deaf.
We have all been blind.
And we have all tasted,
eachother's own wine.
And with that we combine,
Our own flavour to mind.
Our own drink to share.
And maybe someone just might dare,
To take your whole bottle,
And drink it bare.

We have all been wrong.
We have all been right.
We have all accused others,
for the **** we've done twice.
But Sunshine knows one day we might,
Release the grip and stop the fight.

We need us all.

**For together we cannot fall.