Mercury’s in retrograde Don't believe a thing I say You know I don't believe that stuff My mind's only made of dust
The echo always said get real Mostly I just go by feel Kick it first if it don't start Don’t need tools I got my heart
Are we free, or afraid Of what we’re told Are we out of or under Control
When Saturn returns I begin To trust in patterns more than men Or the stories that they tell Even when they tell them well
The echo always sounded good Until I finally understood I only had to open the door Now I don’t trust the echo anymore
Are we free, or afraid Of what we’re told Are we out of or under Control
All these planets pulling me around They pulled my face into a frown Even though my minds made up My mind's only made of dust From stars and clouds and oceans all unseen From stars and clouds and oceans all unseen
Are we free, or afraid Of what we’re told Are we out of or under Control