Here we go, down that same old road again
Sympathy unfolds the shell that holds
All beauty within
Here we go, down that same old road again

A memory, a regret, a hope

Here we go, down that same old road again
Empathy controls the wind that blows
And tickles our skin

A memory, a regret, a hope, a stimulant

Recent it seems, we must push on
We must push on, though we bleed
We must push on, we must push on

All you need is a modest house in a modest neighborhood
In a modest town, where honest people dwell.
Making the cleanest energy
For the greenest plants to grow

In the richest soil that is drenched
With the freshest rain

Then you should sit in your backyard
Watch clouds peak over the tallest mountain tops
Because they unveil honest opinions about the stars

We must push on, recent it seems
We must push on, we must push on
Though we bleed, we must push on, we must push on

All you need is a modest house in a modest neighborhood