Just last night I woke from some unconscionable dream
And had it nailed to my forehead again
To keep this boat afloat
There are things you can´t afford to know
So I save all my breath for the sails.

But you´ll find those lingering voices
Are just your ego´s attempt to make it all clean and nice
And make a moron out of you
Walking a bridge with weakening cables
Huddled up in fear and hate because we know our fate
And it´s a lot to put us through.

Most ideas turn to dust
As there are few in which we all can trust
Haven´t you noticed I´ve been shedding all of mind?
So let´s abandon that track
And leave our fathers fighting in a sack
Cause we are way too wise-assed for that.

You might find some fools at your doorstep
Hustling the latest changes to the book
That´s the strangest in an attempt to multiply
Marionettes on weakening cables
Huddled up with fear and hate
Because they know their fate and it´s a lot to put them through.

We´ve taken on a climb
And it´s long enough to put the best of us on our backs
Walking up a slide
And there are those we know who´d have us five miles off the track.

But you´ll find those lingering voices
Are just your ego´s attempt to make it all clean and nice
And make a moron out of you
Crossing the brindge on weakening cables
Huddled up with fear and hate because we know our fate
And it´s a lot to put us through