The game is not our life
The crowd is not our friend
The silence isn’t wrong
The middle’s not the end
Our customs have us bow
Conceding to the day —
But silence tells a truth
We speak no other
Way
Other People's Feelings
The game is not our life
The crowd is not our friend
The silence isn’t wrong
The middle’s not the end
Our customs have us bow
Conceding to the day —
But silence tells a truth
We speak no other
Way