Well, I've heard this story
just about a million times.
But I read the book, man.
I know it's between the lines.
There's a long road ahead before they can really see.
It's time to break your loose.
It's time to set you free.
Well, you search too long to end up lost.
You can't look back.
You just look straight.
Just straight ahead.
A friend of mine,
he pumped the world right through his veins.
He broke down and cried, oh, it's such a shame.
The pain people feel,
how can this be right?
For our lost souls here,
just blinded by night.
Well, you search too long to end up lost.
You can't look back.
You just look straight.
Just straight ahead.
There's too many heartaches just too many times.
There's so many people here,
just so many trying.
Who's going to save us when we reach the end?
Tell me who's going to be there.
Who's going to be your friend?
Well, we search too long to end up lost.
You can't look back.
You just look straight.
Just straight ahead.
Do you sometimes feel that we just don't have a chance?
They'll give you odds,
man,
that we are the last.
They build the toys that'll blow you dead.
There's anger in their
eyes and their necks are red.
Well, we search too long to end up lost.
You can't look back.
You just look straight.