Here I am on this two-way track
On the train, which runs straight past my window,
Ordinarily.
And the prize is as clear as day.
Hope to God that everyone finds someone,
Someday.
Oh, 'cos nothing counts
If nobody ever comes in here.
I almost died
From all of the laughter I can hear.
I was loth to change my views,
Still I am tumbling fast from the clouds,
Back to earth.
And no matter where I turn,
It's this lame-ass fear, in the same old way,
Strange familiar sounds,
Always keep me here
Why do they keep me here?
'Cos nothing counts
If nobody ever comes in here,
I almost died
From all of the laughter I can hear.
'Cos nothing counts
If nobody ever comes in here,
And I'll just die,
And I'll just shrivel up and die.
And I'm tumbling fast,
Tumbling fast from the clouds.
And I'm fumbling now,
Tugging a string that won't work.
And I'm tumbling fast,
Really tumbling fast from the clouds
Would it matter to say now
The buildings look like they were drawn by the same hand?