Where you comin' from?
Where you headed?
Society's forecast inclement outcome.
Strange days of melody moving,
Delta blues bucket will keep you healthy.
There's pain in your heart,
World of false stars.
There's pain in your heart.
We'll find a way
Through a satellite.
Through a satellite
We'll find a way.
Mood lines and the night are past (?)
Orson Welles and Anton Karas
Flip the switch, but we're already gone.
Nothing compared to a world that's bleeding.
There's pain in your heart
Full of false stars.
There's pain in your heart.
We'll find a way
Through a satellite.
Through a satellite
We'll find a way.