Could I have lived in a time that passed me by? Could I have slept, while others went and died? Is it really someone elses chore? Well I have made my bed now I must lay A quiet trance, I slowly drift away And I think It was so beautiful
Someday soon, we'll all come around
They say it's life and I will be just fine I'm counting down, as time ticks by Could it be? It really is our fault They'll shut me up imagine what's the truth You silly kid, these tricks are not for you And I think it's still so beautiful
Someday soon, we'll all come around