Out there on your own Always get the feeling that Something’s out there waiting to tell you All the truth about your ancient past Futures you divine to help you satisfy You’re tracing your fear To the darkness you know Episodes of your devotion
What’s the use in starting over? You’re such a servant to your word Guess it’s all about the silent ocean It’s not the fate that you deserve
You were getting on You were catching praise again Could it make the suffering easier? Then spare yourself the mystery Spaces you align and pressures you incite I’m asking sincere All the places you go Spare the world your righteous notion
What’s the use in starting over? You’re such a servant to your word Guess it’s all about the silent ocean It’s not the fate that you deserve