Just last night I woke from some unconscionable dream

Had it nailed to my forehead again to keep this boat afloat

But 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 on 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 can all trust

Haven't you noticed I've been shedding all of mine?

So let's abandon that track

And leave our fathers fighting in a sack

'Cause we're 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

Ad 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

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 a bridge on weakening cables

Huddled up with fear and hate because we know our fate

And it's a lot to put us through