We sit secure in time-honored traditions made
And never wondering where or when the sickle may come
If we don't seek out knowledge to be greater men
When the rain starts falling gonna drown before we get our feet wet
We build our ivory towers to protect us from the floods
Can we pick the pieces up
We're mending Babylon
Tryin' to right the wrong
Can we pick the pieces up
Live, learn, lie, love, die, dust, gone