Lyrics:

We wake up, we take off, we don’t remember much at all about the words we said last night
We gather info like a thermos, but when the coffee’s gone I’m not full, it just was passing me along

If I could sit here I likely would
If I could rest, you know I’d love to take the chance
But oh, this middle ground is a mess
So if I’m to move at all, I better head north or south

I feel a calling, something higher, I feel there’s something more to this than some kind of balancing act
So test the tower, see them scatter in confusion, and I’m beginning to think we built on similar sand

I’m no prophet, I’m no teacher, I’m just barely some kind of college kid, but with a simple word to heart
There’s something lukewarm in our water and the disease that it infests needs to be shocked to be killed off