I'm almost finished waiting around
What a celebration they'll have back in town
Parading down the main drag
Saying, Is this what we mean by pizzazz?
Fireworks and ash on our faces
Can't recognize any of these places
Oh what a day to look forward to
Just let the rug get pulled out from under you
Can you name what you are hungry for?
I'm hungry not to feel like there's nothing more
You're hungry just to feel like yourself
Just sweep the statues off the shelf
This empty space might be filled one day
Maybe it's better just to stay this way
Hungry for something to look forward to
And not to have it all pulled out from under you
Think of the times you looked back on
And wondered what you could ever have thought was wrong
You surely must have burned
And maybe forgotten what you learned
Checking out and unable to think straight
Paralyzed and thinking it must be too late
Stoke the flame you get closer to
And let the rug get pulled out from under you
Out from under you