There's a long line
And everyone is waiting for the whole time,
But fear is heading faster than we all do.
We have no choice we’re taking all we can, and getting on the train.
It's a long walk and endless road to nowhere it's the wrong plan,
Who’s leading us into the blue with no signs
Forcing us into the ground while we surrender with charm.
So what do we do now?
What on earth is left for us to do now?
And could it be that all we see is fiction
And could it be that all we ever do is hidden from our minds
Did we lose our minds?