No one’s got a clue
of what we’re doing here at all.
On this pile of dirt we call our home,
where we navigate our bones.
The sickness is called sanity
and it’s eating us alive.
Don’t ask me for a how and why.
All I know’s that we’re not gonna
live numb, not gonna die bored.
Spit out onto this planet
Random time and place
Lucky to be alive
in the same spot at the same time.
Seven billion fools, stuck like me and you
And you bet they know what’s best for you.
Don’t listen to anyone.
Just Dream on
I hope gravity
Never pulls you down.
Out into the unknown
until there’s nothing left to know.
If killing time’s our fate,
we’ll do it wisely.
We’re not gonna live numb,
not gonna die bored.