Jennifer Connelly, Or Fools Mock but They Shall Mourn

We love what we don’t know at all, the girl we’ve barely talked to mocks.
But in our hope and ignorance, I feel like that’s where we find bliss.
A surety, a sense of pride.
Where we know what’s right.
And as we grow, we grow so tall, our confidence, a waterfall.
A never ending stream of dirt, full of gossip, assumption and hurt.
Because to clean some glass, requires work.
But to do what’s easy.
We love what we don’t know at all, the girl we’ve barely talked to mocks.
But in our hope and ignorance, I feel like that’s where we find bliss.