Where are we?
 First and last
 Bound together in our past
 Much too [bad word] 
 Much too fast
 And much too quick to anger

I suppose
 Years ago
 Years ago I might have known
 I suppose
 Years ago

Traps laid bare
 In my face
 Set to keep me in my place
 Wave goodbye to the child
 And life, it seems, is colder

I suppose
 Years ago I might have known
 I suppose

No
 Please leave my mind intact
 As I slowly grow older

Where are we?
 Each and all
 [bad word] and creatures crawl
 Spinning here on this ball
 [bad word] and creatures crawl