What is it that were looking for
What was seen on the island shore
Before the land of the dinosaur
What's the universe hold in store
In a time when our wounds are sore
Do we know who runs the store
When the world becomes a constant bore
We'll arrive at the old ninth floor the
People try to tell themselves they know what there doing
But time has a way of showing them who they're fooling
How much longer must we run through this darkness
Will we hide, Will we hide, till the truth we harness
What's the reason for this life that were living
Is it true it's a school and the course is giving
How do we choose what gets our devotion
Chance controls nothing we're just going through the motions
Going, going through the motions
Were going, going through the motions
Were just going, going through the motions
Were going, going through the motions
Were going, going through the motions
Were going, going through the motions
Were just going, going through the motions
Were going, going through the motions
A three dimensional parking place
For the people of the human race
An illusion of time and space
When ourself meets face to face
Can't we see that its a damn disgrace
To ride the spiral of the endless chase
Then disappear without a single trace
Then we wind up at the old home base the
People try to tell themselves they know what there doing
But time has a way of showing them who they're fooling
How much longer must we run through this darkness
Will we hide, Will we hide, till the truth we harness
What's the reason for this life that were living
Is it true it's a school and the course is giving
How do we choose what gets our devotion
Chance controls nothing we're just going through the motions
Going going through the motions
Were going, going through the motions
Were just going, going through the motions
Were going, going through the motions
- Lyrics by Kirk Layne -
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