Martin Buchwalter - Imperfection lyrics

All the centuries And all the memories Of all the families On all the cemeteries What is your source of inspiration? What is your secret to find love within? Lost generations A million dreamers before you and me Have taken their knowledge and wisdom to their graves They're holding it forever to be lost They've not done well Time we're given on earth Wasted and forbidden wealth So precious it needs some privilege Some more true attention now For the sake of our children's lives What is your source of inspiration? What is your secret to find love within? With a minimum of self-esteem it's so ravelling Challenging, discouraging Questioning everything Start accepting! No one's unfailing! Imperfection, born with it, deal with this Imperfection (now) Imperfection There's nothing wrong with imperfection And when you're buried with your dreams and secrets Then you will take them all the way No recreation And when you're buried with your dreams and secrets You'll keep them forever with your talents and fears All the centuries, all the families, all the centuries, all the memories gone