I saw blue skies above the Eden's greenery With my first apple in hand as I slipped underneath Now watch as the earth spins far away below When asked was it worth it he said: Son, the water's got to flow” I feel so dizzy And on the 8th day he sat under the Balboa tree Pour voir la mer imaginaire qui c'etait cree devant lui Mais quand le soleil c'est reveille il a ouvert son troisieme oeil mais a la place de sa creation he saw hedonism and joy Where are we headed? Where do we come from? We're running around in circles Staring directly at the sun Where are we headed? Where do we come from? We're running around in circles Like a child with a loaded gun