comical it's been so far the times that led us where we are and all the scars that grade the mark some will fade and some will pass by in the dream motorcade
cosmical like shooting stars fall apart like crashing cars and all the harps play the part that catches you off guard and breaks your heart
the crack it makes seem so small she don't hear you when you call the sands of time my friend in the end won't break your fall and if you want it all i'm sure you're gonna reach the top of the bottom
carnival of garbage trucks come one day and pick you up with no one there to wash your head and if you are sinkin' then brother you're gonna wind up dead
the tracks we make seem so small but she don't hear you when you call the sands of time my friend in the end won't break your fall and if you couldn't reach you know I'd lift you up without a thought and if you want it all i'm sure you're gonna reach the top of the bottom
