We've all felt a little foreign and had our faces filled with tears
A peculiar occupation gives you cauliflower ears
We would all feel so much better and our minds could be at ease
If you murdered your convictions and you found a cure to some mysterious disease
In the silence that a harbor like a man inside a whale
Taking orders from a servant, in the mirror looking pale
Sent a foreign delegation to the shores of Lake Sevan
Taking comfort knowing nothing but that no one will remember me when I'm gone
When I'm old and I am dyeing will I have someone to blame?
Can we conquer without trying? Is it a lion we can tame?
And all the stars will keep on shining, caring not what comes of me
And the world will keep on turning, isn't that the way that life's supposed to be?