the ashes in the fireplace
warmed us as to need

the ashes in the heart
make us blind

the night is over
over

why dont ya go outside?


we never ask the question we should
we never want to know

why we are doin
what we are doin

we never ask ourselves
about the "inevitable"

life aint no fantacy
to read 'bout in your diary

oh no

nothin
nothin nothin

knowin nothin

about nothin