Promise that I’m that feeding this fire I walk these streets of desire Like roadmaps and train tracks I walk through these rat-traps In the promise that it’s taking me higher ‘Cause the more that I take it’s just the more that I want And the time that I take is just the moment I’ve caught With the way we are breaking in the visions of our times What are we paying with the decline of our minds
So tell me why it’s taking so long We’re on the way that shit’s on Like moral backlashes Hormonal fantastics We run, we run, we run
Formations Like bees they stack for the right way home More days of impatience This city’s packed but it’s so alone
So tell me how it’s gotten this bad We’re on the borderline We’re in the quicksand But still we choke back Our dose of Prozac So tell me how it’s got this bad
We come and we make our own assumptions and trials With the one more bit that comes there are two more bits that come With the way we are living This way we live in With the way we are pushing We are falling further in
Formations Like bees they stack for the right way home More days of impatience This city’s packed but it’s so alone
So tell me tell me which way to run (run home) Please tell me now which way to go (go home) Oh tell me, please tell me I’m not in this alone
Formations,gyrations Like bees they stack for the right way More days of impatience This city’s packed but we’re so alone