It’s too little too late
Our chance has gone
We took all the gifts and the bliss and reduced it to (Bb) ash
and we tore it all down
It’s Too little too late
there were birds in the skies and
stars in our eyes
we lost sight of the prize
now the tears track our face
It’s Too little too late
No time for goodbyes
Now we live with our lies
in our comfortable times
as we await our fate
In a world of delusion
we anchored ourselves to illusions
that we were above it all
And we accept no solutions
we amplified and echoed confusion
now we stare as it falls
like shooting stars burning into nothing at all
You ask me, how is this even possible
could we be so blind that we threw away time
refused every line
we all know who’s responsible
It’s Too little too late- ah
Other lyrics by Gregory Frost:
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Constant Crisis
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