So I pulled the noose and I wrote my mother She said son, just hold it together This whole scheme is part of you And it makes us feel, like we're all brothers So flip the switch, and pull the lever Be the spark that'll change the weather Buy all the shit, that'll make it happen To the earth, in our direction ... Too much isolation, makes us a dull creation Everyone will call the maker, make him account for his behaviour Too much isolation, makes us a dull creation Everyone will call the maker, make him account for his behaviour Gotta make the daytime longer Melt the snow into water Plastic sheets, on the windows Why don't we see the clouds? Are we ever going to heaven? Or are we stuck here never leaving? Pull the switch, and flip the lever Be the spark that'll change the weather ... Too much isolation, makes us a dull creation Everyone will call the maker, make him account for his behaviour Too much isolation, makes us a dull creation Everyone will call the maker, make him account for his behaviour