why do we do ourselves apart
pick at every fallen thread
why do we live every lost moment..
i dunno, listen to brent..

tick goes the clock and
tick go our hearts..
why do we live in the past..
listen to brent..

why won´t the future start
what is awry here and now
why must we strive backward..
i dunno..

is nt it all just a last laugh
i said to brent,believe me
we´ll be dead before you
know..

brent said,
yeah,what can you do..
i said..
what can you do..