Songtext von Lost In Translation

If these words are poetry Then put them in a book For a page full of question marks Is one hard to overlook Beyond the metaphors (The truth will be hidden in plain view) Don't you think that this was meant to happen? Why prolong the inevitable, when we saw the end coming from the start I heard the softest of voices Screaming out at me Telling me that it was over Move! Pick up the pieces!