Everyone Knows

These streets have become noisy out here
We're building something we will tear down in twenty years

Everyone knows that no one knows
Still we pretend to be godlike
To know what's right

These streets have become busy out here
We're rushing to find rest, a lifetime for a dead end
These streets have become dirty out here
We ache for more with a passion that will kill the world

Everyone knows that no one knows
Still we pretend to be godlike
To know what's right

What is right and wrong?
Who is God and who are we?

Everyone knows that no one knows
Still we pretend to be godlike
To know what's right