[Verse 1]
Money, I don't understand
Truth, I don't understand
Philosophy, I don't understand
I'm not into giving, I'm not into giving
My mind to these hands

[Verse 2]
East, I love you the same
The West, the same
I'm in the middle - where do I begin?
History's over, lost in the rain

[Bridge]
Do you know where the art comes from?
Do you trust why the idea was born?
Who do you trust when the ideal falls?
It fell once, it fell twice, it will fall once in your life

[Outro]
Not so easily
Effected by the story
The beauty of a young mind
It learns as much as it lies