The Brothers - Try to explain

Some people have a passion for coloured stones in the sand they pick them up and touch them hold them a long time in their hand Hold them a long time against the sunlight can't see nothing else around and in the end they stand convinced That it's a treasure what they found Try to explain something that you don't see Try to touch somebody you don't feel Some people put up mirrors got to check up on that face they watch them every second and feel they have more space They put up cameras and lights feel safer with a gun and in the end they 're convinced that they are on the run Some people just play music they write page after page and with a couple of rehearsals they play it on the stage They try to give a message, they 're never in the wrong and in the end they 'll be convinced the world has changed just from their song