My diction's for you with your mind for these words Whether you act in subversion or progress in vast herds You may find contentment in quarters unseen Or you may chance upon solace through an inchoate dream And all your vices, all your trials Your intention and denials :chorus: Everything, means nothing, without the words Without the meaning If all you want is all I have, then all You need is all I'll give If everyone could understand then Everyone would lend a hand My address is for you Both awash and converged You with your crowns and Your wits for these words My refrains is for you with your Heeds and your hearts My life is for you as from subsistence we'll part And all your laughter, all your style Synchronistic hands and style :chorus: :chorus: If everyone could understand Then everyone would (make amends)