Myth

Oh can you tell me where we're going?

And will it be like where we've been?

Well, I won't see you again

So I guess I'll go ramblin'

Ramblin', oh yeah

Ramblin', oh yeah

Oh yeah

Mothers left are far and few

And there's not much left to eat

Yeah and if we die in this dry ocean, babe

Will time keep rollin', rollin' on?

Rollin' on

Rollin' on

Somebody, somewhere will find what's left

I said somebody, somewhere will find what's left

Oh yeah

We'll become a myth

Man oh, man

We'll become a myth

Man oh, man

We'll become a myth

I said we'll become a myth, oh yeah