Cut from the same shape And set into the same place You’re content with it being simply measured in quantity and pace Our only hope at this point is that it could possibly be different someday .. .. Cuz what it lacks in shape I lack in simply being content .. .. Don’t panic push forward This crowd’s in a hurry Don’t panic push forward You’re not the only one .. .. Look at my hair Swept by the lake Look at my skin give Watching my flesh take And what do you care Because what does it take? Look at my skin now Still reflecting the lake