I still hark back To when I was younger When this city was Still undiscovered Wascana Lake was An ocean I had many friends In the waters Where they are now I often wonder Love and pain and love Have coarsed my skin Oh now I've felt the pain Seen the horror On the television In my own home I'm not the innocent one that I once was I'm not the ignorant one that I once was In this modern world Where we're living This global village Nobody is safe in Nobody cares about The art you have spun Crooked politicians Like Dave Batters Telling us there's only one thing that matters Between the economy and the environment We can choose just one Now I get this feeling Can't explain it In my stomach Not quite pain yet I recognize that Familiar sorrow I'm not the innocent one that I once was I'm not the ignorant one that I once was You don't help me one bit You don't help me one bit You don't help me one bit with the pain You don't help me one bit with the pain That I feel for you my friend...