Every thing in surrounding world Can be represented as Numbers. And your unspekable life It could be count by small pieces of lies
I want you to stop and look inside There's something that you cannot count How many hours have been spent To find equation of the end
Numbers are creeping across the cords They fill all the minds and thoughts Our life is a statistics How many suicides this spring?
I want you To look inside There is something You can not count
Love, devotion, sympathy, pride Hope, regret, doubt, disgust
Laddle out this muddy water There is no reflection How can you get insight If feaces are all around Count your money and right it down How cool are you now? How can it help you? To figure it out
To see the beaming blinding light That shows you way so clear and bright
I just want you to be like a child I just want you to see like a child I just want you to feel like a child I just want you to think like a child I just want you to be like a child I just want you to