Too much death in this life
So I am leaving this planet
To look for another one
To drift into space
And look over my shoulder
To watch it get smaller
This blue sea of my soul
This island of my heart

Too much death in this life

So I'm steping off this planet

to look for another one

and drift into space

To look over my shoulder

and watch it getting smaller and smaller

a pinhole in my heart

A bird perched on a bridge railing
Ready to jump
Suicide is never the best option
For the plagiarisms of life

Man walks into a bar
Looking for grief
Looking for a fight
Taking a seat

Turning his head to one side he says
If you're selling, I’m buying
One nickel for the truth, a quarter for a belief?
The dealer stares blankly back and he says
A belief will cost you, and as for the truth...

The man pours out his pockets
Picking between the coins and candy wrappers
He gets his belief
And sets out in search of truth

He goes back out onto the street
Round the corner it gets rough
Between the streets of dusk and deep night
Drag racing the dawn

He feels the waking light pry at his heart
Searching his pockets he remembers
His belief was lost in a bet with God
and truth got a head start

Let this damn new day begin
Again
Man walks into a bar
Looking for grief

We carry a newborn
And bury the deceased
We love the life we seek
Till hate and deceit
Creeps in and becomes us
-Oh humanity