Dangerous Thing

Lyrics:
A philosophy of souls
An academy of ghosts
We keep relearning what we already know
Intellectuals assume
There's no witch on a broom
Can't see the elephant in the room
For their show and tell perceptions
Dismiss what cannot be denied

I don't know, I can't tell ya
When your science comes back at ya
All I know is they must think
A spot of true knowledge is a dangerous thing

A democracy of fools
An university of ghouls
We keep repeating
The expression of our goals
Calculating minds always deny
The proof of the pudding
And the wisdom of the wise
We concede power to the thinkers
While scoffing at the dreamers
That fly high in the sky
Way above padlocked minds

Written, recorded and mastered by Quantafide 2017
(C) Quantafide 2017

Dangerous Thing

Melodic variations in the rock genre, acoustic interludes, anthemic overtones, linked to flexible lyrical story lines. A twosome formed eclectic music mix quantum locked in rock.