Broken people get recycled
And I hope that I will.
Sometimes we're thrown off our pathways
What I thought was my way home
Wasn't the place I know
I'm certain nothing's certain
What we own [bad word] our prison
My possessions will be gone
Back to where they came from

Blame, no one is to blame
As natural as the rain that falls
 [bad word] the Flood again

See the rock that you hold onto
Is it gonna save you
When the earth begins to [bad word] 
Why d'you feel you have to hold on?
Imagine if you let go

Blame, no one is to blame
As natural as the rain that falls
 [bad word] the Flood again

Wash away the weight that pulls you down
Ride the waves that free you from the dusk?

Don't [bad word] your eyes
Its easy to believe them
Know in your heart
That you can leave your prison

Don't [bad word] your mind
It's not always listening
Turn on the lights
And feel the ancient rhythm

Don't [bad word] your eyes
Its easy to believe them
Know in your heart
That you can leave your prison

Blame, no one is to blame
As natural as the rain that falls
 [bad word] the Flood again