Oh its different than it was Was better than its now The center of the earth Inside us settled down I was comin in Ended up goin out Theres no hope for this church Got a better chance down south But I try, to fly my way around Theres no place like this home Theres no place like the ground Theres no space here to grow Theres no way around The Boston harbors cold The only way to drown The sky looks pretty gold From the bottom of the sound Oh its different than it was Was better than its now The center of the earth Inside us settled down I was comin in Ended up goin out Theres no hope for this church Got a better chance down south But I try to find my way around