The more I see the less I know about all those thing I thought were wrong
or right or carved in stone. So don't ask me bout war, religion or God,
love, sex or death because
Everybody knows what's goin wrong with the world
But I don't even know what's goin on in myself
Ya gotta work out your own salvation with no explaination.
Lord I've been here oh so long
I can feel it comin down on me
I'm just a slow emotion replay of somebody
I used to be