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for all that I have learned
for all I have discovered
for all my knowing glances
the counsel I’ve imparted
I’m still a babe in the woods
refusing to see this place is a forest of fools

for all my awareness
for all my knowability
for all my good intentions
and my advanced philosophy
I’m still a babe in the woods
refusing to see this place is a forest of fools

Cinderella took a chance
Snow White used her influence
Red Riding Hood knew what to wear
and Goldilocks she dared to dare
but in the end
they’re all just babes in the woods
living happy ever after in this forest of fools

thought honestly was noble
thought truth was my friend
thought I’d fend off the Big Bad Wolf
never thought I’d be misled
oh I’m just a babe in the woods
refusing to see this forest of fools...

where is my voice (swallowed by fear)
so much the better to hear you with my dear
misrepresented and misunderstood
by wolves in sheeps’ clothing

so what is the moral of these tales so tall
does anybody really care
who’s the fairest of them all
I remain a babe in the woods
stumbling through
this place, this forest of fools
for all that I have learned   for all I have discovered   for all my knowing glances   the counsel I’ve imparted   I’m still a babe in the woods   refusing to see this place is a forest of fools      for all my awareness   for all my knowability   for all my good intentions   and my advanced philosophy   I’m still a babe in the woods   refusing to see this place is a forest of fools      Cinderella took a chance   Snow White used her influence   Red Riding Hood knew what to wear   and Goldilocks she dared to dare   but in the end   they’re all just babes in the woods   living happy ever after in this forest of fools      thought honestly was noble   thought truth was my friend   thought I’d fend off the Big Bad Wolf   never thought I’d be misled   oh I’m just a babe in the woods   refusing to see this forest of fools...      where is my voice (swallowed by fear)   so much the better to hear you with my dear   misrepresented and misunderstood   by wolves in sheeps’ clothing      so what is the moral of these tales so tall   does anybody really care   who’s the fairest of them all   I remain a babe in the woods   stumbling through   this place, this forest of fools