The more I see
The less I know
About all the things I thought were wrong or right
And carved in stone.

So, don't ask me about war
Religion, or God
Love, sex, or death
Because.

Everybody knows what's going wrong with the world
But I don't even know what's going on in myself.

You've gotta work out your own salvation.
With no explanation
To this Earth we fall
On hands and knees we crawl.

And we look up to the stars
And we reach out and pray
To a deaf, dumb and blind God
Who never explains.

Everybody knows what's going wrong with the world
But I don't even know what's going on in myself.

Lord, I've been here for so long
I can feel it coming down on me
I'm just a slow emotion replay of somebody.