Lirieke: Sarah Geronimo. Other. Progressive Revolution.

My friends walk in these feeble days
with their tails between their legs,
and we talk in distorted speech.

In articulating our beliefs in God
or nothing above.
It's so cliche to say it's just love.

Take away their names
and what do you got?
A beautifully put moral view,
a regurgitated thought.
Let's live with changes
and step out of our ages.

It's alright,
it's okay,
the library's open anyway.

The strikers demand to meet inflation rates
then watch the sky explode and dissipate.
This is my home town,
my humble place.

I stand on these pile of bones
just listening to your tropical ring tone.
We talk about the nights of last summer
while we hold and kiss each other.

It's alright, it's okay.
The library's open anyway.