| Life in slow motion | 
| Feet are in the clay | 
| I’m goin' nowhere | 
| Been standin' here all day | 
| I had a notion | 
| There was somethin' more to do | 
| As I watched the water | 
| From the banks of the river | 
| It swelled and grew | 
| And I tilt to the left | 
| Lean to the right | 
| Tilt to the left | 
| Lean to the right | 
| Walked on coal | 
| And slept on glass | 
| Emit swords of sap | 
| And daggers of light | 
| And my heart is screamin' | 
| Cause half of what I say is lies | 
| And it takes so much to keep up this disguise | 
| It takes so much to keep up this disguise | 
| I see a doorway in the haze | 
| And I’m tryin' to get to it | 
| The stars are peep holes in a wall | 
| but we can walk thru it | 
| The memory’s still so real, | 
| The memory’s still so real | 
| I guess it’s never really over, | 
| Even when its over | 
| I’m vibrating with love and light | 
| Pulsating with love and light | 
| In a world gone bad, a world gone bad, | 
| There must be something more than this | 
| I’m vibrating with love and light | 
| Pulsating with love and light | 
| In a world gone bad, a world gone bad, | 
| There must be something more than this | 
| The trumpet call is sounding | 
| The trees are bending low | 
| There’s a great fire in the distance | 
| There must be something more than this | 
| And our shadows will all be dancing | 
| With red dust on clothes | 
| When we leave that tornado | 
| Upwards in the clouds and feel the sky | 
| I’m vibrating with love and light | 
| Pulsating with love and light | 
| In a world gone bad, a world gone bad, | 
| There must be something more than this | 
| I’m vibrating with love and light | 
| Pulsating with love and light | 
| In a world gone bad, a world gone bad, | 
| There must be something more whoa… | 
| There must be something more than this… | 
| Vibrating with love and light | 
| Pulsating with love and light | 
| In a world gone bad, a world gone bad, | 
| There must be something more than this | 
| Vibrating with love and light | 
| Pulsating with love and light | 
| In a world gone bad, a world gone bad, | 
| There must be something more |