There might not be a decent plan It’s not where you’re from but where you stand And as you lie the things are growing compartmentalized The world is feeling far away And undistracted by the little things that fall apart And need attention everyday I can’t help it, there’s nothing I can do now You found the piece that makes us whole Inside the armor that you stole And all the while in some place you’ve never visited There was slightly better fit Lucky for you things are becoming much more globalized You’ll take as much as you can get I can’t help it, there’s nothing I can do now