When you look at all those faces
Do you look them in the eyes
Do you see yourself as part of a great big world
Or some entity reserved for a higher prize
I know you got yourself a game plan
You got this whole thing figured out
Well I wish you all the best
But self importance ain't success
And takes very little into account
So you're into lovin' groovy
Sad 'cause this whole world's got the blues
But do you think more of the guy
Who sat beside you on the bus
Than the fact you might've scuffed your shoes
I hear you preachin' bout some big plan
Add water ideas unevolved
I hear some pseudo sensitivities
Devoid of sensibilities
And thoughts empty of rational love
I ain't lookin' for an explanation
I ain't lookin' for a sacrifice
I don't promise any final reward, but
You better want to be you
Good morning my old friend
I'd say you look a bit like hell
The sweet Miami sunshine
Can't disguise your rancid smell
you look into the mirror
and you're drowning in its spell
I wouldn't want to be you
I wouldn't want to be you
They used to call you "general",
But now all you've got are twisted stories
That your tortured tell
I'd never ask you for your earthly belongings
Or to question what you think is right
But your relationship within this world
Must be above that of a parasite
I don't deny a living thing of it's infinite worth
The tiny ant, he builds his house with pride
But with the gravity so many claim of their existence
It's a wonder these nine planets
Don't get confused and collide
When you look at all those faces
Do you look them in the eyes
Do you see yourself as part of a great big world
Or some entity reserved for a higher prize
I know you got yourself a game plan
You got this whole thing figured out
Well I wish you all the best
But self importance ain't success
And takes very little into account
I don't deny a living thing of it's infinite worth
The tiny ant, he builds his house with pride
But with the gravity so many claim of their existence
It's a wonder these nine planets
Don't get confused and collide