The Contest of Wit Songtext
von Yes We Mystic

How did you become
A series of of numbers attached to a name?
Why must I call into question
If it′s your honour that is to blame?

You are turning
I am learning
Where you'll go


What could I have said
To make you smile but bring you to the ground?
I saw myself shouting
"You are your father when he let you down"

You are turning
I am learning
Where you′ll go

Round and around and around
Baffled by the lack of sight and sound
And the sound, and the sound
Hit me once and I'll turn right around
And around and around
Baffled by the lack of sight and sound