Where are we now the past is gone?
Days recycle on and on
And walk the path that failure chose
Apprentice in a layman's clothes
Do my best to play the role
Anger rises then it goes
You get up each day
Horror, drama, comedy
Take your pill and brush your teeth
And talk about celebrities
Everyone's advice for everybody
Even those who understand
Still will never understand:
We're all alone
This ain't good, this ain't good
Things are not the way they should
Be and now I've come so far
This ain't my scene, this ain't my scene
This ain't my society
And I'm afraid that I cannot ask for more
I've taken so much, how can I ask for more?
I'm still only a passerby
A friendly loner stopping by
And strumming my guitar and sing
Talk and laugh with everybody
Get into my car alone
In the cold, shut off the stereo
Drive quietly
Remember one time you made space for me
Scooted over, shared your seat
And pressed your cheek into my cheek
Holy love consuming me
And still there was so far between
A canyon, chasm, gulf, ravine
There always is
This ain't good, this ain't good
Things are not the way they should
Be and now I've come so far
This ain't my scene, this ain't my scene
This ain't my society
And I'm afraid that I cannot ask for more
I've taken so much, how can I ask for more?
I've wasted so much, how can I ask for more?
I've taken so much, how can I ask for more?