How can the past be only an image Pressed in my soul If it seems to be the most concrete pain Increasing as the world turns How can I be alright if right now The future is certain If it seems like remembering it all Is worse than oblivion Endless nightmare Sustained by blind faith Remembering it all Is worse than oblivion How will I ever know If revolution’s just a dream Or the very awakening moment Considering lately it all just seems Like an endless nightmare Sustained by blind faith Remembering it all Is worse than oblivion Like an endless nightmare Sustained by blind faith Remembering it all Is worse Is worse than oblivion Endless nightmare Sustained by blind faith Remembering it all Is worse Is worse than oblivion Like an endless nightmare Sustained by blind faith Remembering it all is worse Much worse You should read and get informed You should learn how to perform You should get your work done You should let your hair grow You should get comfortable alone You should check your front door And you should rethink What you’ve been calling home