The Line Of Last Resistance Testo

An infant’s innocence
Poising atop a mighty wall
Holding mother’s hand
It knows it won’t fall
That’s true belief

Father’s gaze watching the child
Cycling without training wheels
A first release in pride, head over heels
That’s true belief
The line of last resistance
Fragments of our existence
You’ll always
Keep in mind

First love’s foolishness and fear of rejection
Simpleheartedness looks for perfection
Within a kiss

The hurts of the broken-hearted
At a great love’s cruel end
Where nothings gonna be the same
However you’d try to amend
That’s true despair

At the summit of one’s craft, all a man desires
Where real friends are few, among many fake admires
Some moments of love and some stained of pain
Some up above and some all seems in vain
This bedrock will remain
This bedrock will remain