Something that you understand but I don't Something that you knew all along but I won't Though, counting the six degrees of separation We are the same nation A question of if rather than when Just another thing to never happen again Am I old enough to say? My mind going a trillion miles per day This long, long winter caught me unprepared I am waving the flag at the polar ice cap And the horse is dead, the horse is dead Men of the cave, slaves of the sun Each in our own bubble having our own fun And the kids, do they even know what music can do? If you wanted to, you'd find yourself in it, too Ants with megaphones quarter-heartedly signal the end As the DNAs of the digital birds get remixed to a new blend Ants with megaphones quarter-heartedly welcome the end As the DNAs of the digital birds are made ready for the new plan This cold, cold winter caught me unprepared I am waving the flag at the polar ice cap And the horse is dead, the horse is just that, it's dead I am waving the flag I am waving the flag And the horse is dead