Avalon - Bad Religion

As the sun comes creeping up the mountain and the wind blows over from the sea

Hey, we’re brought into this land like tiny particles of sand, unsure of who

we’re smarter than, or what we’re meant to be

Oh the grains sift coarsely through the hour glass and collect like their

victims in the bowl

The ungodly force of change erodes all sense of earthly gains

While tending to the mundane will terrorize your soul

And it’s no!

It’s no use thinking that you’re wrong

The past is old and gone

It’s best to move along and find your Avalon

Well, I wish that I could tell you it was easy, just take the paved road right

to paradise

But the truth is my friend, the pain and suffering never ends

Make amends with medicine, amnesia, and lies

The grains sift coarsely through the hour glass and they pound like boulders on

the brain

All those things you did for fun, never hurting anyone, careless shadows in the

sun, just empty and lame

And it’s no!

It’s no use thinking that you’re wrong

The past is old and gone

It’s best to move along and find your Avalon

It’s no use thinking that you’re wrong

The past is dead and gone

It’s best to move along and find your Avalon

So now the day races from the twilight

How the fields are enveloped by the shade

And the story that you’ll tell, inventory of your well, crack the shell and

find the mortar silted and decayed

And it’s no!

It’s no use thinking that you’re wrong

The past is dead and gone

It’s best to move along and find your Avalon

It’s best to hurry on and find your Avalon