There’s a black hole pulling me in 
I slowly bend 
‘til I see the back of my own sins 
I stole my soul from myself 
Now I wonder 

I wonder is there somebody with a perfect plan 
That goes boom when it’s stamped 
Then we could understand 
How the gods of old used to clap their hands 
To make thunder 

And so we’re clapping and we’re laughing 
Like it was so absurd 
In the future we’ll be laughing at who we were 
Right now as man plays god with the land 
That he plunders 

To the one unknown no one can own 
No seed that’s resistant to greed 
If we listen to time after time 
Time can never go under 

There’s this vine trying to climb 
Through the window into my life 
I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind 
There’s this wine trying to find 
It’s way from the bottle into my mind 
In my mind, in my mind, in my mind 

And so this vine is trying to climb 
Through the window into my life 
To bring me symmetry and memories 
Of a backlit breeze 
Back into a dream on the ground 
Looking up at the [bad word] down 

Into a world where boys and girls 
Are holding hand held devices 
While they’re eating and they’re sleeping 
And they’re dreaming of the prices 
We’ll be paying down the line 
When the ice melts maybe it will turn to wine 

And all the greatest of the heroes 
Started jumping from the books 
They started wearing ones and zeros 
Looking more and more like crooks 
They stole the sunlight from the future 
Took a sip, drank half the glass then put it back 

lot of people like to have a feast 
Not so many can stomach the killing 
lot of traffic on the streets 
So who’s really doing all the drilling? 
Keep on filling what can never be full 
My imagination’s got a hole in it 

There’s this vine trying to climb 
Through the window into my life 
I don’t mind, I don’t mind, I don’t mind 
There’s this wine trying to find 
It’s way from the bottle into my mind 
In my mind, in my mind, in my mind