Man walks down the street   And he's playing the part of a modern guy   All his time spent thinking   And praying like it's going out of style   God is just a rock like her   And you and me and Jesus   Can she feel the boundaries we make up?   It's time for everyone to see      Stare into the mirror   And it's all I can do to keep laughing   And feeling fine   Should we need to stand out?   Oh no.      Everybody's got a story   A sad, sad story   It's a short walk down   Stop playing along   And then it goes away   And this one takes no brain      So we can stop talking now   Insane, I know, but we can be quiet   And take the silent ride   Do you shake with sweating hands   When the part goes "..."   Or smile undercover?      Couldn't wait for the chance to raise your eyes   Ride around on tales and won't you please tell me what you believe?   We can say anything that we feel   But it isn't this   This has no name      Everything you feel   As everyone creates you cannot be real   So excited because you've done so well   And we say:   This one takes no name   This is just the page   This is the field