The way

I've been looking for a way out of this crazy situation now
The world in crisis, seems like paradise
Was lost and won't be found and all of life is endangered
And on the verge of breaking down

I wake up all fear and dread-locked
By all the things, I cannot talk about
We built our house of cards on ignorance
A landfill of deceit, the walls are hollow
And we listen, worry what they will secrete

Whoa whoa whoa
Is we

We all know they've got it fixed in political economics
We're junking bonds, we're dropping
Bombs we've made by guzzling gasoline
Public confidence is shaken like the apple from the tree

Namu amida butsu, gomen
Forgive me for my trespasses
I do my best to exist east of Eden
West of Garbagetown, over-accumulated
Karma Armageddon, full meltdown

Whoa whoa whoa
Is we

I've been looking for a way out of this crazy situation now
Our world in crisis, seems like paradise was lost
And won't be found and both our lives are endangered
And on the verge of breaking down

Whoa whoa whoa
Is we

Then the garden gates swing wide and we enter paradise
We are angels, we are good
We open our wings, we've understood
How time and change are fine, they're the way, they're the way