Downfall

I can't read the writing on the wall The free hand print there is way too small If I could just turn the volume up I might find a way out of this cover up But here I sit dissecting my downfall Many were the voices who Spoke about the things they knew The columns as they stood before Now turned to rubble strewn on the floor As suspicious whispers just grew and grew Time will surely tell the truth and Maybe video will become the sleuth Meanwhile we'll just say our prayers As they extend to be billionaires Faith is now placed in our youth...and Here I sit dissecting my downfall...yeah Sitting here dissecting my downfall