Where do you stand when it's all over
washed from the earth
and down to the sea
do you lie in a bed of roses
Are you still aware
i guess that you don't care about it now
I see your shadow knocking at my door
all plastic face and shaking hands
now how much space could ever hold your here
Are you still aware
i guess that you don't care about it now
Where do you stand when it's all over
washed from the earth
and down to the sea
do you lie in a bed of roses
Are you still aware
i guess that you don't care about it now
Are you still aware
i guess that you don't care about it now