Why are you sitting contemplate which way the river flows His silver canyon burn is taking to the skies (???) So many ways for you to have your perspective changed Yet you choose to stare into a dead-ended way Nothing can penetrate a castle made of dreams We win in the thought (?) This will be our best way? (they're sleeping our beds away? they're sweeping our deaths/legs away?) Oh (just/radios/radius) define us, we liberate ourselves From this evil world, oh from those evil deeds (days?) We share the same politics we share the same views Must have an enemy must have something to fight We're fighting real good, .said we win in the thought When you stare into this hollow, hollow world These are the facts, we know which way to go Nothing ever lasts, you are chasing rainbows