All the very best of us String ourselves up for love Vanderlyle, crybaby, cry I'll explain everything to the geeks Though the waters are risin' Still no surprisin' you Man its all been forgiven Swans are a swimmin' Leave your home

Come on over Come unglued It's not easy To see all of you Help yourselves Help is on the way Well there's nothing to lose So now, I have something to say Maybe we can all recognize a moment of sadness Maybe we can finally agree on a sane point of view

And we're not blind We are listening This is your life, this is your time Show me now Show me the arms aloft This my chick This is your time It's like we just can't help ourselves Cause we don't know how to back down

Our lives will not be lived in vain We're throwing wrenches in the gears These machines feed on the tears of broken lives and dying dreams Are we so alone, So distant, So forgotten, As we think ourselves to be? These are our lives But did they ever even

The limits of the dead, And the rain will kill us all, Throw ourselves against the wall But no one else can see, The preservation of the martyr in me Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial I'm not the only one! I did my time, and I want out So effusive

Eclipse you, And we hide behind, Lies, anger, Hate they shoo love away, Build shells of ourselves outside, It shelters body from cold reigns of reality, Come on, Step out, of your rind, assemble strength, focus, Release and run to me you can never look

Anything that has a shape will crumble away, disappear We belong to the circle life of all creation We crawl, deny ourselves, refuse this evidence That we project our greatest fears on death and forget our power I want to live my life in close touch with

Back to beautiful Get back to beautiful Why do we say this to ourselves? Ooh Gotta, get back to beautiful Why do we say this to ourselves? And even worse to each other? We gotta, get back to beautiful All these words, starting wars Over who can hurt who

Yeah I'm always on your side No one, no one, no one can ever change it C'mon let 'em try 'Cause it's you and me together now You and me together Looks like we found ourselves Up against a wall In need of a little help But no one wants to call

Promiscuous makes an entrance Her mouth is full of questions Are we all brides to be Are we all designed to be confined Buy ourselves chastity belts and lock them Organize our lives and lose the key Our faces all resemble dying roses From trying to fix