I was cut Open on the way down Reeling From the blow And you were there On the other land In between The tears and the light show What a disappointment I thought there'd be so much more But all this talking Is driving me insane And I was told If I was to sing along Forget about myself We're all the same Well maybe I should change my point of view Dizzy in the morning And I'm shaking in the afternoon There's never no warning When it's gonna hit And I'm like an earthquake When I get thinking too much Everything's falling and shaking and falling Through my hands Well maybe I should change my point of view All this time we have to get there... yeah It's desperation For everybody It's wish-ful thinking For the whole human race (art lever?)