i don’t want to follow in a path that makes me hollow,
i’ve been living underground trying to get my spirits up.
there’s more than one direction to get to the same end.
we don’t have to agree, we don’t have to agree.
oh, and then i woke up from the middle of the strangest dream
and everyone was there that i ever knew and they all began to sing
hold your head high, just as high as you can
things will work out soon, things will come round again
you see i’ve got this fascination with all the wrong ways to go
i get lost even in the places that i know
