I'd like to get right to the point now, why do we find ourselves so bored? We got more creative commonwealth than anybody can afford Always pretending to be hip It really gets to be a chore What's it all good for? You can only say so much, and then you can't say anymore You can only say so much, and then you can't say anymore To live and breathe some point of view That's just the same as being dead And so I hope that you won't hold me down To anything I've done or said And I promise not to leave you all Promise me you won't be left when it's all said and done You can only say so much, and then you can't say anymore You can only say so much, and then you can't say anymore Searching the channels of some deep sky You're gonna find no space, it's completely dark Oh, and if the sky fires black as stashes You'll find the dancing glowing sparks You wonder why it burns so quickly To have traveled from so far But you see that's how things are If you're a falling star Falling is what you're for You can only fall so far, and then you can't fall Be right so long, and then you ain't right Fight it so long, and then you can't fight You can only say so much, and then you can't say anymore *