Lyrics

At all I mean it means nothing when it's at home But I'm sure I mean well I'm hoping, it's the thing tomorrow's waiting for What's more There is a new car now that's also a phone, a wife, a credit card And so Vivir es esperar, I know, but how long's now for? Nothing is, nothing is good and, yes, everything's fine Building a wall of things Up on my wall I will see time Morning, come fall in, yes come fall in And start walking, now stop talking Start working, keep working And start talking, stop talking Start working, keep working Keep working, now stop working Good evening Is it boring or appalling? Stay away, now's too soon If God is a verb I am unmoved Faraway, nearby, hesitating Tomorrow's the only road It wakes me up It saves me up It makes me up It takes me up Time to get away It's time to get away Time to go or time will get away It's time to get away Maybe though I'll save it For another morning Start walking, keep walking and stop walking Now start talking, keep talking I'm talking and you're talking, we are talking Start laughing, keep laughing I am laughing, you are laughing, now stop laughing Is it boring or appalling? If nothing is nothing at all Something is something for now Nothing has nothing to show But something is nothing I know Nothing is, nothing is really something