It all seems so strange
The mutes the bums
The dogs with mange, the poor
Doesn't anybody help themselves anymoreI guess not, barefoot pregnant women
Little kids with snot on their face
A land of plenty, a dynasty of disgrace
I'll manifest for you
Careening on the outer limits of realityMy mission to create a better galaxy
I must not fail them now
I look inside to see that it's clear
Living life is just not enoughYou must persevere
Please grab hold
Not to things that are bought
But to things that cannot be soldThen you'll see
You're released by trial and error
The world's prophecy is to learn
A candle lit from the bottomWill soon start to burn
Don't dignify, a false spy in the sky
Re-route your path
With the blink of an eyeWalking around with a mind of your own
With a glance to the past
You can see we have grown
How much we have grownIt's been my dream to enter the stream
To let carnates know what life really means
If one understands that's all I can ask
Life to you is such a wretched task