Can you see the day
When everyone can say they've got one?
A cloud is moving in
Blotting out your landmine vision
So many are afraid
Concealing all their secret weapons
See it in their eyes
Like the brake lights on a highway glisten
Three billion is a lot
It's impossible to separate them
A career is made and lost
In sorting out the devastation
What you get you've got
The rest can be imagination
And what you lose you've lost
Here comes the instant separation
(Careful where you step)
(There may be a mine under there)
(Careful where you step)
(There may be a mine under there)
