Who will be?
And you and I are free
And our bodies deep in the ground
Oh, nothin' will ever be found

We know we've been here before
We'll be around again many times more
'Cause perfection is so hard to work
What direction?
Which way, which way should we turn?

Oh, time (Time will) will cover the traces (cover traces)
And new races (New races) will never be raced (will never be raced)
In utter confusion (In utter confusion)
It's all an illusion (it's all an illusion)

Who, who will be?
You and I, oh are free
And our bodies are deep in the ground
Oh, nothin' will ever be found
Oh, nothin' will ever be found