Spin yourself into a spiral
Dress up in the vinyl
No room for denial
The chords are right on
Could spend your life
Chasing stupid things
Fall into trouble
Keep on crawling
Or you could just
Listen to music
There's so much
Plug your phones into it
I ask you what it means
Why does it seem
The only thing in the world to want
Comes easy and free
Power of years
Only prove you right
Millions of tears from
Singers every night
Dialogue goes on
Questions raised
Echo the universe
To the end of our days
Ask me what it means
Why does it seem
Only thing in the world to want
Comes easy and free
Ask ourselves
What does it mean
Going about our things
Question never leaves us
We remain burning up