On a morning
in November you
were blinded
by the sun
In your place
that makes
you feel so safe
from everyone
You're totally
oblivious
to world poverty
Not affected by
the millions
that you don't see
And so we toast
to opportunity
and talk about the
weather Although we
never look each other
in the eye We are
paranoid and out of
step with every word
that we just said
We all sound
fucking crazy and
no one can lie down
in their own bed
In a moment you will tell
us of your own personal
hell I'm starting to
believe that everyone is
A(hold)
don't have an eternity to
make our dreams come
true But thinking for
tomorrow isn't in you
On my way down to the city
I was looking out the window
At some point you learned
to look the other way
We're so desperate it's
dangerous we basically
have lost our heads
Responsible for nothing
but taking credit
where ever we can
And so we live under the
garden where we can hide
And not smell the dregs of
earth Beneath the sun of
the same planet inherit
wealth inherit dirt
And so we live under the
garden where we can hide
And not smell the dregs of
earth Beneath the sun of
the same planet inherit
wealth inherit dirt
And so we live under the
garden where we can hide
And not smell the dregs of
earth Beneath the sun of
the same planet inherit
wealth inherit dirt