Heart can't feel the wine
Blessed kid's got no time
Feel the water running
Through these veins of mine
I saw the future sinking
When I stepped outside
I saw the highway running
In a long waiting line
No caring where there's care for
No seeing what I've sought
I'm singing through the ashes
Of the ruins for which I fought
I'm speeding through this tortured land
But all in all I'm fine
I'm reading through the torn pages
Of my L.A. Times
Beyond hurt, beyond help
Beyond here, there's no one else
No one else