Dug:

We've got the blues, the talking blues.
I mean at least it got us talking
Aside from the sky, we've all got em, too
Truth is, I think that it's awesome.
Let's admit, a little bit
We've all got something in common
and come unglued on what to do,
(All:) now that we know that we got em
They say the road to Hell is paved with good intentions
I've got no guesses what that says about the road to Heaven
Born the doormat of perception
with no format or direction
met my reflection, didn't respect him
(All):now I'm learning my lesson

(Ryan and Dug):
So I'm setting up a talk show, every midnight at the crossroads
I'm writing down all the lines I walk, so on the day that I don't mind
it's cause I gave up and lost mine

Dug:

I said, question everything, that's the answer, sure
but ask me why that is and I'll stop
"Quit with the quests in the questions and just enjoy it instead,"
said the voice in my head, but then he's just a lot of talk
All I wanted was enlightenment, even just a tiny bite of it
Rock n' roll and bottled soul to pass around the fire pit
But they're not changing their plans unless they already planned to
Is it still taking a stand when nobody understands you?
Is it my shackles or my shadow that I battle with?
Am I an actor or an activist? Am I the cattle or the catalyst?
It's you who's gotta save you, even when it's from you
Running from yourself, well tell me, who you gonna run to?

Who you gonna run to?

One of these days, I'll procrastinate
but until then tomorrows gonna have to wait
I tell me waking hurts you, yeah but what have day dreams earned you?
A flooded engine from suggestions only mentioned half awake, you call that escape? Come on
Just jump for the sky, like a lie is a way out
draw new blueprints for amusement and as soon as your finished
Go about your normal business (All):Pity party parade route!

(Ryan and Dug):
I'll just bottle all the fossils of the awful strife
and only ever use this one song device
where I spent my whole life, seeking the meaning of life
So I can figure out the meaning of needing
the meaning of life to be happy
In case life doesn't think to thank me for asking
& the future's just a rumor, but listen to the past it's laughing
Educated stupid, lease us your bones
Trust in the combustion and leave your seeds among the stones
& we're all forget it, I'll never accept it. I'll regret it in advance
We knew what we wanted, but we couldn't confront it
so we leave us alone

Dug:

See, what I'm really trying to say, is, that if anybody really knew what they were trying to say, they wouldn't have to try and say anything
they'd just say it
You know?
You're either building a future or you're tearing it down
Among the rubble with a shovel trying to bury the ground
Oh, it's hilarious now, then a chuckle, then a grumble
then you're not even mad at yourself, nah, cause you're barely around
All for it's expected use, it's a dull-edged and a selective truth
Outside the routine, it's confusing, you don't get it, and it gets to you
I figure what I'm turning into
should be better then what I turned out to be
I miss the comfort of being sad
when hunger's numb and slumbers had
It's like I forget how to swim, the second somebody isn't drowning me I'd come into my own, but, you know
I never thought it would come to that
Red ellipses open slow, and crowbar outta comatose
a wreck expecting best of days
who on most occasions forgets to shave
Not bothering with water wings, just bothered by a lot of things
Oh failing all, don't fail me now.
I was hoping you could bail me out
I'll talk anything but business, I'll make anything but a difference
I need a way to change the world but, please, not anything specific

(Ryan and Dug):

I could be a pebble, or I could be the devil
It's all in fun, it's all been done
everybody's special
Sleeping is restful, but dreaming is stressful
The possibilities are killing me
The gray area's in pencil