So you thought you'd wave goodbye to June and then it's May You take a good look around you room, but nothing's changed You've been writin' endlessly into a wall You just thought if you'd let yourself fall, the answers came But it seems all answers are just question-bound As the year rolls back around Always on an ambitious layabout Won't make his own way out But I've asked him to know you're nothing The old lover called me up last week to give me news She said she'd given birth to a baby boy, I said "Good for you" She said "What worth's life if you don't Give life?" I said "What it's worth to you" She said "There's not much evidence that Points to that," I said "That may well be true" But you'll know its worth if your force is well-applied And karma's eye is worth your time You may have fallen in another life But you'll know it's worth a try if you're still alive You can live in fear of the curtain call but know the game Every cookout ends the same: People go home when the food's gone or they raid But so preposterous is the thought of This being wonderful when this is all there is If this is wonderful, then what's un-wonderful? It's like, it's like... A mass-projection of what's in your mind Hurtlin' through space and time It won't take you long to realize That it won't be much to die if you feel alive