We’re all wasteful… everyone.
Please come into my life and say it’s all right.
We are all graceful… everyone.
Whether it’s rain or shine.
Time goes on.
And on And on And on…

Take me from this place. I can’t think.

A moment away is a bite to the starved.
Let us feed this monster that crawls down our backs.
I feel it standing on my skin.
Aside from dashing out into streets…
Life is scarce and self-defeating.
Seldom are we moved by its motion.

Take me from this place. I can’t think.

Gold: It’s what we got now.
Not what we came for. Not what we came for.
Don’t look down.
Free as a prisoner
Who killed in cold blood.
Don’t look down.

What will you miss when you’re gone?
What will be lost when you go?
All eyes wander sending out SOS’s.
Where will we go?
Let this beam of light be a miracle.
My back will soon give out.
What will we do then? What will we do then?
Customs mean nothing in a world like ours.

Gold: It’s what we got now.
Not what we came for. Not what we came for.
Don’t look down.
Free as a prisoner
Who killed in cold blood.
Who killed in cold blood.
Don’t look down.

What will you miss when you’re gone?
What will be lost when you go?

Take me from this place. I can’t think.

Take me from this place. I can’t think.