Interpretation
Why does it seem as though
There is only one right or wrong
We know that not to be the case
Its all up for interpretation.
To you it is ice, to me it is snow
We sing the same old song
Ans progress at the same old pace
It's all up for interpretation.
One man's high is the other's low.
We knew this to be true all along
Laws that were written in stone hence now can be erased
It's all up for interpretation.
