I heard a story just the other day

about it all

There was a top hat and formaldehyde

to start it off

The copper pennies of our history

And what it’s worth

You’re alone now

Not alone

All alone

Not alone now

All alone

Not alone

All along

I heard the sirens through a hazy screen

They are going off

On the land we could be gathering

But burning toast

All these things they are outside of me

But I become

Forging documents to wipe us out

I’ve become now all alone not alone all alone

All these things they are outside of me but I’ve become

I’ve become now all alone not alone all along