Sister — текст песни (An Pierle)

I haven`t got the brains
To say wise things
To tell true things
When you laugh

I haven`t got the strength
To tell you straight things
�Cause they are different
For everyone

Message blows at the sun

Grace
I`ve got a pretty face
Which automatically implies I`m dumb
Wise Japanese Master says
No time for Roo Di Ments
He`s in my head
And I just can`t get him out

All is said
And done

Sister is calling
In my head where she sleeps
Longing for desire
She`s afraid
It`s never to keep
Sister is moving me

I haven`t got the guts
To preach you blue things
To talk about true things
I don`t know
�Cause I`m a chicken in the worst
Sense of the word
About these harsh things
Wanna be a friend to everyone

Message blows at the sun

I haven`t got the sense`
To say sound things
Nor profound things
I`m not strong
�Cause I am far too afraid to
Be taken wrongly
Though I really say
Nothing at all

All is said
I`m done