The Human Stain

See the cemetery sky, the carmine red and deep
Watch the oceans rising high
It's the human stain
Talk about the growing hunger
Ask why with deep concern
Don't you think the human race is ceaselessly vain?

But it hurts to be alive, my friend
In this silent tide we're driftwood passing by
Don't you wish you were a child again?
Just for a minute
Just for a minute more

Hear the ticking of a clock, the sound of life itself
No one really wants to die to save the world
Tell me that you're torn asunder from how we fail to learn
And tell me as the Earth goes under
Where's your anger now?

So it hurts to be alive, my friend
In this masquerade where all one day must die
Don't you wish you were unborn again?
Just for a minute
Just for a minute more

Tick tock– the ticking that could tear asunder
The beating from a heart of stone
The loss of your divine prosperity!

'Cause it costs to be alive, my friend
In this life that someone merely gave to you
That's the price you pay
Minute by minute
You beg for a minute
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