I've been looking for a way out

Of this crazy situation now--

The world in crisis; seems like paradise

Was lost and won't be found

And all of life is endangered

And on the verge of breaking down.



I wake up all fear and dread-locked

By all the things I cannot talk about.

We built our house of cards on ignorance,

A landfill of deceit. The walls are hollow

And we listen, worry what they will secrete.



Woe woe woe woe is we.



We all know they've got it fixed

In politico-economics.

We're junking bonds; we're dropping

Bombs we've made by guzzling gasoline.

Public confidence is shaken

Like the apple from the tree.



Namu Amida Butsu, gomen.

Forgive me for my trespasses.

I do my best to exist east of Eden,

West of garbagetown, over-accumulated

Karma. Armageddon, full meltdown.



Woe woe woe woe is me.



I've been looking for a way out

Of this crazy situation now--

Our world in crisis; seems like paradise

Was lost and won't be found

And both our lives are endangered

And on the verge of breaking down.



Woe woe woe woe is we.



Then the garden gates swing wide,

And we enter paradise.

We are angels; we are good.

We open our wings; we've understood

How time and change are fine,

They're the way. They're the way.