comical it's been so far the times that
led us where we are and all the scars
that grade the mark
some will fade and
some will pass by in the dream motorcade

cosmical like shooting stars
fall apart like crashing cars
and all the harps play the part
that catches you off guard
and breaks your heart

the crack it makes seem so small
she don't hear you when you call
the sands of time my friend
in the end won't break your fall
and if you want it all
i'm sure you're gonna reach
the top of the bottom

carnival of garbage trucks
come one day and pick you up
with no one there to wash your head
and if you are sinkin'
then brother you're gonna wind up dead

the tracks we make seem so small
but she don't hear you when you call
the sands of time my friend
in the end won't break your fall
and if you couldn't reach
you know I'd lift you up without a thought
and if you want it all
i'm sure you're gonna reach
the top of the bott