Lie, so I know you'll be a great man, somedaynAiry on disguises, and these skinsnSet to measure; one day, one daynnYou've never seen quite like this beforenWe'll feel better when this all blows overnBay leaves to hide usnBay leaves to keep us downnnOur legs are like Red WoodsnAnd their stronger than ten of the rootsnRoots spin down in envy of the rivernnWhen will we find, when will we findnWhen will we find a better place?nWhen will we find, when will we findnWhen will we find a better place?nnYou've never seen quite like this beforenWe'll feel better when this all blows overnBay leaves to hide usnBay leaves to keep us downnnWe'll feel better whennWe'll feel better whennnWe'll feel better when this all blows overnWe'll feel better when this all blows overnnWe'll feel better when this all blows overnWe'll feel better when this all blows overnnWe'll feel better when this all blows overnWe'll feel better when this all blows overnnYou've never seennA man quite like this beforenA man quite like this beforennWhen will we find, when will we findnWhen will we find a better place?nWhen will we find, when will we findnWhen will we find a better place?