The more I see The less I know About all the things I thought were wrong or right And carved in stone So, don't ask me about war Religion, or God Love, Sex, or Death Because Everybody knows what's going wrong with the world But I don't even know what's going on in myself You've gotta work out your own salvation. With no explanation To this Earth we fall On hands and knees we crawl And we look up to the stars And we reach out and pray To a deaf, dumb and blind God Who never explains Everybody knows what's going wrong with the world But I don't even know what's going on in myself Lord, I've been here for so long I can feel it coming down on me I'm just a slow emotion replay of somebody I used to be