I was cut
Open on the way down
Reeling
From the blow
And you were there
On the other land
In between
The tears and the light show
What a disappointment
I thought there'd be so much more
But all this talking
Is driving me insane
And I was told
If I was to sing along
Forget about myself
We're all the same
Well maybe I should change my point of view
Dizzy in the morning
And I'm shaking in the afternoon
There's never no warning
When it's gonna hit
And I'm like an earthquake
When I get thinking too much
Everything's falling and shaking and falling
Through my hands
Well maybe I should change my point of view
All this time we have to get there... yeah
It's desperation
For everybody
It's wish-ful thinking
For the whole human race (art lever?)
