The vacuum created by the arrival of freedom And the possibilities it seems to offer It's got nothing to do with you If one can grasp it It's got nothing to do with you If one can grasp it
A series of shocks, sneakers fall apart Earth keeps on rolling, witnesses falling It's got nothing to do with you If one can grasp it It's got nothing to do with you If one can grasp it
Yea, yea, yea Up the hill backwards It'll be alright
While we sleep they go to work We're legally crippled It's the death of love It's got nothing to do with you If one can grasp it It's got nothing to do with you If one can grasp it
More idols than realities I'm ok, you're so-so
Yea, yea, yea Up the hill backwards It'll be alright
