I'm looking through a hole in the skynI'm seeing nowhere through the eyes of a lienI'm getting closer to the end of the linenI'm living easy where the sun doesn't shinennI'm living in a room without any viewnI'm living free because the rent's never duenThe synonyms of all the things that I've saidnAre just the riddles that are built in my headnnHole in the sky, take me to heavennWindow in time, through it I flynnI've seen the stars disappear in the sunnThe shooting's easy if you've got the right gunnAnd even though I'm sitting waiting for MarsnI don't believe there's any future in causennHole in the sky, take me to heavennWindow in time, through it I flynYeahnnI've watched the dogs of war enjoying their feastnI've seen the western world go down in the eastnThe food of love became the greed of our timenBut now I'm living on the profits of pride