Apartments overlook the graveyard
From a box in the sky to a box in the ground
Trippin' backward
Don't know what we're after
What does it mean?
We're all in a dream
Uppers, downers
Draining all our powers
Melancholy can be remedied
Import, export, outtake, intake
The very same valve of value and disdain
She once was here
Will we find our way back home
Filthy mirrors of water pooling under towers
Reflections of greed
Worry of the water rising above the industry
Causing a scene
Earth attempts to drown the busyness and show surreal from real
The trees are ghostly grey reminders she once was here
Will we find our way back home?
Train rocks back and forth, trying to sooth
As the cattle make our way to consumerville
Train rocks back and forth trying to sooth
As the cattle make our way
From a box in the sky to a box in the ground
We will find our way back home