The more I see 
The less I know 
About all the things I thought were wrong or right 
& carved in stone 
So, don't ask me about 
War, Religion, or God 
Love, [bad word]  or Death 
Because.... 
Everybody knows what's going wrong with the world 
But I don't even know what's going on in myself. 
You've gotta work out your own salvation. 
With no explanation to this Earth we fall 
On hands & knees we crawl 
And we look up to the stars 
And we reach out & pray 
To a deaf, dumb & blind God who never explains. 
Every body knows what's going wrong with the world 
But I don't even know what's going on in myself. 
Lord, I've been here for so long 
I can feel [bad word] down on me 
I'm just a slow emotion replay of somebody I used to be.