Fender On The Freeway

Tangled thoughts as daylight faded out

That I can't find the words to speak about

Laughing in the vast and vacant sprawl

A fleck of dust and somehow self-involved

No one has returned from death to show

That life on earth had really made 'em grow

Systems fail and empires fall

Walking the earth like ants on a sugar ball

We're nothing to the sprawl

But does that bring me pain or comfort?

It's over now, but it will start again

The cycle goes around, it never ends

You can't unring a bell

We live in heaven, and we live in hell

God is gone, and out the tape will play

Lying like a fender on the freeway

Tangled in the sprawl

Tangled in the sprawl

A life of pain, a life of comfort

A life of pain, a life of comfort

Systems fail and empires fall

Systems fail and empires fall

Walking the earth like ants on a sugar ball

Walking the earth like ants on a sugar ball