Where do we go from here?
Where do we go?
And is it real or just something we think we know?
Where are we going now?
Hmm, where do we go?
'Cause if it's the same as yesterday, you know I'm out
Just so you know
Because, because
Our paths, they cross
Yesterday was hard on all of us
On all of us
And who can we trust from here?
Who can we trust?
Are you real or just something from wanderlust?
Who can you trust my dear sweet flower?
Who can you trust?
From cradle to grave
From ashes to ashes, from dust to dust
Because, because
Our paths, they cross
Yesterday was hard on all of us
On all of us
Where do we go from here?
Where do we go?
We've got nothing we can trust and nothing we can sell
That's for sure
How do we get out?
How do we move around with all these eyes on us
Tell you what, you go first
Almost like it's kind of rehearsed, but it's not
Because, because
Our paths, they cross, hmm
Yesterday was hard on all of us
On all of us
