La-la-la-la, ooh-ooh, la
Ah-ah, ah-ah
As much as I respect the burden, I feel the doom
There's way too much that seems uncertain, except the tomb
The sights of sunlights makes me want to fly
But it's the thoughts of no more rain that keeps me dry
For I am just a man, an atom in the plan
Some writing on the wall that stars don't understand
I am just a line in the book written by time
A naked mortals mass of thought and dust combined
Who's decided that peace is fine
The consequence of being no one is sense of self
And the circumstance is you'll get nowhere without the help
It's a thing a man just can't deny
Which you shouldn't waste your time to try and define
'Cause you are just a speck, a card inside a deck
The light outside the lamp, the rain inside the wet
You are just the crow crippled in the snow
The rat that lays decaying, an arrow in a bow
That can decide if peace is fine
Who's decided that peace is fine
Who's decided that peace is fine
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo, doo-doo-doo