Here's a true story Said someone to me yesterday Said he'd heard it in a taxi Must have had him at my mercy Drown that poor thing Put it out of its misery Condemn it to its future Deny its history Deny its history
So where are we going We're not ready for drowning So where are we going We're not ready for drowning
Look through my venetian blinds Dusting off the past of my mind Seeing orange everywhere I'd go to Patagonia But it's harder there I'll do anything to prove I care Fascinated by good Destroyed by evil What is there to believe in
So where are we going We're not ready for drowning So where are we going We're not ready for drowning
I will bring the whole edifice down on their unworthy heads
So where are we going We're not ready for drowning So where are we going We are not waving we're drowning