Ambulance for Human - Soup

I know I’m no better than the Avarage Joe who’s mowing my lawn

But at least I wanna try to pull away the chair of the center mights

I guess I’m just afraid of the things we’re about to do

To my children who haven’t yet been born

and who probably won’t be

probably won’t be at all

Jesus is dead my friends

Could you understand what I mean if you tried

The wheels are turning on the industrial train of men

The systems follows me though it should be the other way

If everyone went blind, and really start to listen — will we die?