What is a starship when it's at home
And must a tomcat always roam
Or be swan faithful by the sea
Like the Children of Lír that wait for me 
And was there some kind of ancient fable
That monumental on the table 
Made enough bread for us all to eat
But there's millions in the bank and death on the street
How can we let this continue 
As if loss is on the menu
And the rolling hills of vagabonds
Play the fool like two dumb blondes
And I know this is not the female's fault 
But we go along with the lie we've bought
As a child not of our womb
Starves to death in an empty room 
Full of faces who just placade
And there are millions in that state
As we deny, deny
We just simply shouldn't try
To bring this to fruition
Just spending more on ammunution
Seems to relieve a conscience broke
From all the words we have not spoke 
And I cannot speak for myself
Because I have my own story of wealth
And how I try to keep it from my door
But if I had it I could give more
And make a change on that plain
But what if I could not contain
The contempt and the corruption 
Like Vesuvius and eruption
Like lava and all it encases
The modern history and what it erases
Or geography to keep us asleep 
To the promise that together would keep 
And am I just out on the run
Or do I speak to some 
Who feel the same way I do 
The conundrum and me and you