You are one hundred thousand years old You know everything ever been told You can map the globe in a millisecond, can't you? You are five thousand leagues under the sea You see everything in sight You don't need binoculars; you have your eyes If you had hope would you feel stronger? If you knew how would you sleep longer? If you did not fear what you fear most, Would you feel anything at all? Would you see anything all? Would you feel anything at all? You are an old owl sitting in the treetops Looking at the housetops, you are in the know Watching newcomers come and go, come and go You are all alone, cooped up inside Cold by the fireplace's haunting gold size You are dwarfed by your own self-loathing, ambitious tendencies If you had hope would you feel stronger? If you knew how would you sleep longer? If you did not fear what you fear most, Would you feel anything at all? Would you see anything all? Would you feel anything at all? We all hide from our minds When the lamplight goes out and dims We all try to de-rust the hinges squeaking deep inside Rest now while you're still alive You will rest more in the afterlife I can't catch you, and you don't want me to You read those books all alone Looking for the home you never owned You can be whatever you need to be Don't let that bomb explode, like in the Twilight Zone Your glasses are still intact, you know