One to the World

Sitting on the wall
Watching future goin' past
A million births a single day
A million flags at half mast
The eyes bear holes in creation
A visual vacation
«Would you care for coffee sir?
I can’t help but notice your weary head. ««What's wrong with sleep» I answered her
«I think I’ll have some milk instead.»
The eyes bear holes in creation
A visual vacation
We work our whole lives
For happiness and bread
Don’t let me know
The truth about where we’ve been led
Every day it’s the same old thing
Get up, get dressed, I got to sing
So I’m sitting on the wall
Staring into the eyes of a girl
Everyone is staring at me
Ratio is one to the world
The eyes bear holes in creation
A visual vacation