Sow Thistle - Buckethead

Well uh
What we are exposed to
Are only fragments of the universe:
Our sun our moon
We are like unto a dirty floor
Collecting sand and dust as opposed to really what's out there
Our sun as we know it is but a tiny flashlight
To this speck of dirt we call Earth
Yeah
Well uh
We cannot comprehend
What a real world is like
Because our world survives on itself
Eating and eating and eating its own
Yeah
We are scared of our own shadows
And so insecure about such a very insecure world
Which produces the same circumstances
Each and every time baby
Time uh Time and time again
Time uh Time and time again baby
Yeah livin' in the midst of dinosaurs
As we continue to be baffled by what is inevitable
Is about to happen there's only so much time
To play the game
Our dime
Is up
See you in the next world
You won't be lazy 'cause time has a way about being on time
Time