Every hour All through the day Keep on walking around throwing stones on the ground Treading water Not making a sound In this place you were born and to here you are bound Fleeing waters and the mountains guide the way Ages will move the earth, but all will remain the same When reaching the exosphere you get to watch all reason go So tired of waiting, but you are still afraid to know Every hour And all of the day Keep on walking around picking stones from the ground Going nowhere And there is nothing to find In this place you were born and to here you are bound