world so strange

it's increasingly hard to care

about every opinion everywhere

with all of the noise that floats in the air

it's worryingly hard to care

and everyone's talking about change

but mostly we just want to rearrange

the things that we know that

we don't really need

we're trading in glass and beads

but never too late to begin

come what may

just try to forget

that at the end of the day

everything goes away

so there

and everyone's hoping for change

with life as a kind of practice range

and friends in low places

are not hard to find

just look inside your mind

it's decidedly hard to share

without giving in to the gnawing fear

the heart is a magnet

attracting our sin

and that's where it all begins

so strange

this world

this world

oh this world

so strange