We are thinkers
They are dreamers
We are quiet
They are loud
We see hard times
They look past them
What we see isnt permenant
What they see will outlast them
While we are thinking
They are doing
while we are listening in
They are speaking out
We talk in a whisper
They always shout
We try to look on the brightside
Yet we go blind
They stare a the sun
and seem to be fine
We think we know all
They admit they know nothing
Weve done nothing at all
But these fools were good for something
We saw ourselves as smarter
But come to realize
these fools truly grasp
what matters in life
Nov 11, 2012
Nov 11, 2012 at 10:25 PM UTC
We are thinkers
They are dreamers
We are quiet
They are loud
We see hard times
They look past them
What we see isnt permenant
What they see will outlast them
While we are thinking
They are doing
while we are listening in
They are speaking out
We talk in a whisper
They always shout
We try to look on the brightside
Yet we go blind
They stare a the sun
and seem to be fine
We think we know all
They admit they know nothing
Weve done nothing at all
But these fools were good for something
We saw ourselves as smarter
But come to realize
these fools truly grasp
what matters in life