Are you still wondering why
No one has yet saved you
No one to come show you round the building
The four corners of the room
And how can that be
62 billion possibilities
All from the womb of a woman
Father and son
Do you get the irony
Wondering when
When does the journey end
And when the end does come
Does it come suddenly
We never made it to the sea
And now the river runs so thin
Time is a friend and a thief
It steals every second that you breathe
OK
We were driving down the highway wearing nothing but self pity
As we cut across America in the Emerald city
The sky opened up I thought it stole my secrets
It was there at the corner of every street
I was slow to surrender but I felt it in my feet
Put my face to the water ran into the water and say
Say Were we only born to die
Welcome to the huddled masses
Isn't this the life you wanted