Nothing can survive in a vacuum

No one can exists all alone

We pretend things

Only happen to strangers

We've all got problems of our own



It's enough to learn

To share our pleasures

We can't soothe pain with sympathy

All that we can do is be reminded

We shake our heads at the tragedy



Every day we're standing

In a time capsule

Racing down a river from the past

Every day we're standing

In a wind tunnel

Facing down the future coming fast



It's just the age

It's just a stage

We disengage

We turn the page



Looking at

The long-range forecast

Catching all the names in the news

Checking out

The state of the nation

Learning the environmental blues



Truth is after all a moving target

Hairs to split

And pieces that don't fit

How can anybody be enlightened?

Truth is after all so poorly lit