from the album Kick and Scream
If it fizzles like a dying sun
And everything comes undone
We still got to be someone
Here he's sitting where he belongs
Singing his little song and
It seemed strong, but it was as stable as a whisper in the wind
For every star that starts, another one gets torn apart
A half-century sawing logs and now I'm double chinned
I can't say right or wrong, but I can say it won't be long
And if it fizzles like a dying sun
And everything comes undone
We still got to be someone
Here he's sitting where he belongs
Singing his little song and
Sing the harmony
Climb aboard and we'll paddle on the choppy sea
There's no point saying what's allowed to a mushroom cloud
You can yell 'til you're red in the face
Hell, you might as well shout it into outer space
There's no sense in us mending the shirt when they're tearing it at the seams
They barely know what it means
But they want to blow it all to smithereens
And if it fizzles like a dying sun
And everything comes undone
We still got to be someone
Here he's sitting where he belongs
Singing his little song and