It was a different world back then
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Though not so long ago
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I thought I understood most men
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And now I just don't know
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For all that I thought myself smart
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I can't fix the rupture and break
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In my achilles' heart
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And all the certainties I had
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Here all been washed away
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It seems my world was built on sand
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It vanished in a day
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With all my beliefs torn apart
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And I'm left with now are the shards
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(of) my achilles' heart
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What seemed like dreams are really nightmares
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what seemed like fiction's really real
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When my brain won't take in what my eyes say they've seen
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Then we've surely reached the end
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So although life must soldier on
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A way of living now has gone
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A right to freedom and to be
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Has been denied to you and me
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It's difficult but we must start
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To undo the damage that's done
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To our Achilles' heart
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Achilles' Heart
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| Stiff Little Fingers |
