Текст песни Emika - Young Minds

Текст:

Money, I don’t understand. Truth, I don’t understand. Philosophy, I don’t understand. I’m not into giving, I’m not into giving, my mind to these hands. East, I love you the same. The West, the same. I’m in the middle, where do I begin? History’s over, lost in the rain. Do you know where the art comes from? Do you trust why the idea was born? Who do you trust when the ideal falls? It fell once, it fell twice, it will fall once in your life. Not so easily, effected, but the story. The beauty of a young mind, it learns, as much as it lies.

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