Where are we now the past is gone? Days recycle on and on And walk the path that failure chose Apprentice in a layman's clothes Do my best to play the role Anger rises then it goes You get up each day Horror, drama, comedy Take your pill and brush your teeth And talk about celebrities Everyone's advice for everybody Even those who understand Still will never understand: We're all alone This ain't good, this ain't good Things are not the way they should Be and now I've come so far This ain't my scene, this ain't my scene This ain't my society And I'm afraid that I cannot ask for more I've taken so much, how can I ask for more? I'm still only a passerby A friendly loner stopping by And strumming my guitar and sing Talk and laugh with everybody Get into my car alone In the cold, shut off the stereo Drive quietly Remember one time you made space for me Scooted over, shared your seat And pressed your cheek into my cheek Holy love consuming me And still there was so far between A canyon, chasm, gulf, ravine There always is This ain't good, this ain't good Things are not the way they should Be and now I've come so far This ain't my scene, this ain't my scene This ain't my society And I'm afraid that I cannot ask for more I've taken so much, how can I ask for more? I've wasted so much, how can I ask for more? I've taken so much, how can I ask for more?