Tools Of Separation

Where once was childlike simplicity 
Now only remnants of blind ideals 
This quality of innocence 
Once tarnished, is forever lost 
It's lost... 
It's lost... 
Never to return 
It's lost... 
It's lost... 

We turn our heads 
And show our backs 
Burn bridges of communication 
Throw away and cast aside 
Shed these tools of separation 

The complexities of maturity 
Entangled in prejudice 
I'm longing for this purity 
Through envy and emptiness 
It's lost... 
It's lost... 
And nothing remains of this childhood bliss 
It's lost... 
It's lost... 

We turn our heads 
And show our backs 
Burn bridges of communication 
Throw away and cast aside 
Shed these tools of separation 

Where once was childlike simplicity 
Now only remnants of blind ideals 
This egocentric, foolish pride 
Never knowing happiness 
It's lost... 
It's lost... 
Never to return 
It's lost... 
It's lost... 

We turn our heads 
And show our backs 
Burn bridges of communication 
Throw away and cast aside 
Shed these tools of separation