I think it’s easier to talk about tomorrow
There’s nothing wrong with it
I’ve not spoiled it for anybody
And neither have any of my promises
The past is either untrue or too much to take

I’ve been told of a universal force
As if telling the truth can change the world
I don’t know about anything like that
Nobody wants to change
They just keep buying bullets

A poet can scowl at the world
While picking flowers for his mother
There’s so much I can’t prove
But I know something is very wrong
So many people are yelling at me

I traveled round the world in a day
It took Magellan three years
He didn’t really make it all the way
Neither did I, but I did make a friend
And it was her smile that parted time

Crying has become something to save
It’s not an unexpected moment
It’s when you clean your face in the shower
Or driving into a parking garage
While people notice how loud the music is

The way of the world is how afraid we are
Every tribe tries to survive
Bad news is a way of life for all of us
I could never send a child away
I wonder if that's what I'm doing to you