What holy cities are to nomadic tribes - a symbol of race and a bond of union - great books are to the wandering souls of men: they are the Meccas of the mind.
G.E. Woodberry
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Second Chance
I always thought that I knew it all, but I knew nothing.
I couldn't see I was destined to fall, now it's too late.
Took you for granted - I always thought you'd be there.
I didn't notice, when your presence became scarce.
Took you for granted - I always thought you'd be there
I didn't notice, when your presence became scarce.
I always thought I knew it all, the truth was I knew nothing.
Couldn't see I was destined to fall, before it was too late, no.
I always thought I knew it all, the truth was I knew nothing.
Couldn't see I was destined to fall, before it was too late, no.
I paid the price, 'cause now you're gone from my life, and I have nothing.
So caught in myself, cared for no one else, now you've slipped away.
I always thought I knew it all, the truth was I had nothing.
Couldn't see I was destined to fall, but now it's too late.
Wanted a second chance, but you won't take me back.
I'm full of regrets, if you asked me back, baby, I'd say yes.