The Great Barrier Reef Was recently pronounced dead Its last holy words were not: "Make america great again" Which way does the wind blow Dylan? I'm standing in the storm But I've lost my sense of feeling Ideas climb out of the bed, and Promise that they'll fix it I look at you, you look at me And we excitedly agree That one day we're sure gonna change it Something comes up and we all fall back asleep Oh, it's been the longest year of our lives I close my eyes And relive every moment One hundred sleepless nights enough to make The comedians cry Which way does the wind blow Dylan? I'm in the line of fire But I've lost my sense of feeling Oh, it's been the longest year It's been the longest year It's been the longest year of our lives What kind of dream is this? What's gonna happen next? What kind of dream is this? What's gonna happen, happen next? Every other day we break another record How many more 'till there's nothing left? Oh, here we go again, into another Longest year