Purpose

There must be purpose here, 'cause most of us keep waking up.
(Don't you think it's pretty here).
It's so unexpectedly predictable, so sloppily intentional.
Does anyone know the punch-line yet?

There must be rhythm here, 'cause all of us have a heartbeat.
(Don't you see the music here).
Inside our ribs we tick an average of 60 beats a minute.
A-rum-pum-pum-pum-pum...
A-rum-pum-pum-pum-pum-pum...

There must be forgiveness here 'cause most of us have our weaknesses.
(Tell me what are your weaknesses).
I don't know myself, and I am afraid of you.
I'm happiest on chemicals.
The goings come and the comings go.
Forgive me I'm just an animal.

There must be healing here, 'cause everybody here has been damaged.
And we'll wear it like a tattoo, every scar is a smile.
To hell with the going down.

And we'll wear it like a tattoo, every scar is a smile.
To hell with the going down.

To hell with the going down.

There must be an afterlife here, 'cause everyone prays for resurrection.
You see the end comes quick as a bullet.

- Cloud Cult



[I think I'm manic again.]