Rain
Fell on a sinking ship
And when the mast and men had gone
I closed my eyes
And prayed to the jealous god of the popular song
And if this hollow earth were flat
Well I could change my take on that
Let me bring you down to where I’m at

Here comes the wrecking ball
Or is it the grace of God
I’m sorry I just don’t know

Sun
Shone on a burning town
And I made my way back to bed
And shut my mouth
For fear it might conspire with the devil in my head
Well I swear it’s just a curse
Of a parallel universe
Where the sun shines in reverse

Here comes the wrecking ball
Or is it the grace of God
I’m sorry I just don’t know

And everyone can see
My paint-by-number brilliancy

Everybody’s moving into the stream
Everything’s connected in our little dream

I’ll bring you down

I'm sorry I just don't know
Yes I'm sorry I just don't know
Here comes the wrecking ball
Or is it the grace of God
I’m sorry I just don’t know