Get Over Yourself - Kitchens Of Distinction

Still we are waiting

For the shining eyes of wisdom

To take the reins of our lives

But no-one who’s clever ever wants to take control

They’d rather join the gasp

Of the witnesses below

Tightrope walkers

High-wire actors

We wait for them to fall

There is no glade full of all the laughing people

Don’t think you are over of life’s ugly failure

We are all lost in deep dark dark woods

2000 years not too late

We spend all our live

Getting over ourselves

So please as you’re waiting

For the bloodhound of wisdom

Open your eyes to the other lives

That creak by

For no-one's ever right, not even me

Still we are waiting

For something with wisdom