Original lyrics

EN

Because a cynic told me The best is yet to come The day we all die on our backs Out in the sun And now the dawn time shadows haunt my every thought I've been lost in blind drunk photo phobia I've been searching so long Then an anylyst said, "Why fret finality?" Cos, looking up, Ain't nothing looking down on me And if the man upstairs Don't care what's going on Then we can find out for ourselves What's right and wrong I've been searching so long I'm coming around I'm coming around I'm coming around I'm coming around I'm coming around I've been searching so long I've been searching so long Cos we can do it for ourselves [la la la] We can do it for ourselves [la la la] We can do it for ourselves [la la la] I've been searching so long I've been searching so long I've been searching so long