how could we quit falling   starving, the sky’s underneath   how could we end up calling   becoming introverted enemies      don’t you know where?   don’t you know, did you forget?   don’t you know where?   celebrate the past instead      I know, I know they don’t care   ‘cause they like the way, the way   this world works   still I can’t sooth my soul, still I can’t take   all these lies we’re in, it’s all    some kind of grey      how could you say you’re sorry   when no one worries, when no one sees   and how could you think I am precious   or special, when I’m not pleased      there’s something in this world   out of our reach it turns   and the wheel of fortune is lead by words      how could we quit falling   starving, the sky’s underneath