I've been here before
The curtains looks just the same
And though I want more
I'm pretty done with this game
And I hope I'm mistaken
About this theory of mine
Where people are taking, more than we're making
I guess we'll know in time
Why can't I ask for help like John did in sixty five
There's a hole in the wall
I fear it's getting too big
And I can't fix it all on my own
I guess I just won't look at it
And the doors in the house all get jammed
And tend to lock us inside
But I guess we feel safer and so much braver
Knowing that it's easier for us to hide
From all the monsters counting their dollar bills
Why are we having this conversation still
Please stop to feel the softness of a rain drop
As it's falling from the man in the sky you know he's probably crying
'Cause his project did not go the way that he planned it
I guess it's tough to build a planet
In outer space where are all the people are tired
And so uninspired by the fear
Are we required to be here
Please stop to feel the softness of a rain drop
As it's falling from the man in the sky you know he's probably crying
'Cause his project did not go the way that he planned it
I guess it's tough to build a planet
In outer space where are all the people are tired
And so uninspired by the fear
Are we required to be here