Season of Learning
Pickin' my feet off of the ground, sun it shines but no one's out
Cannot see what brings us down
Where to go, where to run to now?
Hands are bleeding, heart is needing a little comfort now
World is changing, rearranging, will it ever calm back down?
Sure as hell time will tell
Who dries up and who jumps down the well
Deep inside I knew these times
Would come to test me, were bound in I
Listen close cause faith is blind but the only hope for human kind
Money the paper, hard to savor these temporary lies
Will not save ya, rather enslave ya, how will you spend your time?
Sure as hell you must decide
To live your life or let it control your mind
So now this time we face ourselves and ask who are we serving
Time we face ourselves in this season of learning
We face ourselves while the world keeps turning
While them hearts are yearning for a little bit of peace inside
Pickin' myself off of this bed, dreams that will not leave my head
Look outside the world is dead and I can't believe what the newsman said
Scrollin' the pages, friendly faces, how are they coping now?
Intoxication, misinformation, I need the truth instead
Sure as hell this battle cry to see the fear or let love in your eyes
So now this time we face ourselves and ask who are we serving
Time we face ourselves in this season of learning
We face ourselves while the world keeps turning
While them hearts are yearning for a little bit of peace inside
Cannot see what brings us down
Where to go, where to run to now?
Hands are bleeding, heart is needing a little comfort now
World is changing, rearranging, will it ever calm back down?
Sure as hell time will tell
Who dries up and who jumps down the well
Deep inside I knew these times
Would come to test me, were bound in I
Listen close cause faith is blind but the only hope for human kind
Money the paper, hard to savor these temporary lies
Will not save ya, rather enslave ya, how will you spend your time?
Sure as hell you must decide
To live your life or let it control your mind
So now this time we face ourselves and ask who are we serving
Time we face ourselves in this season of learning
We face ourselves while the world keeps turning
While them hearts are yearning for a little bit of peace inside
Pickin' myself off of this bed, dreams that will not leave my head
Look outside the world is dead and I can't believe what the newsman said
Scrollin' the pages, friendly faces, how are they coping now?
Intoxication, misinformation, I need the truth instead
Sure as hell this battle cry to see the fear or let love in your eyes
So now this time we face ourselves and ask who are we serving
Time we face ourselves in this season of learning
We face ourselves while the world keeps turning
While them hearts are yearning for a little bit of peace inside
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Mackenzie-low
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
© 2025 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.