Sow Thistle - Buckethead

Well uh

What we are exposed to

Are only fragments of the universe:

Our sun, our moon…

We are like unto a dirty floor

Collecting sand and dust as opposed to really what’s out there

Our sun, as we know it, is but a tiny flashlight

To this speck of dirt, we call Earth

Yeah

Well uh

We cannot comprehend

What a real world is like

Because our world survives on itself

Eating and eating and eating it’s own

Yeah

We are scared of our own shadows

And so insecure about such a very insecure world

Which produces the same circumstances

Each and every time, baby

Time… uh, Time and time again (each and every time)

Time… uh, Time and time again baby.

(each and every time)

Yeah, livin' in the midst of dinosaurs

As we continue to be baffled by what is inevitable

Is about to happen, there’s only so much time

To play the game

Our dime

Is up

See you in the next world.

You won’t be lazy 'cause time has a way about being on time

Time…