You and I both know A meteor is headed right for earth Yet we can barely take an honest shot at this The moon works her hyper illusions On your face and my confusion Wanting you is wanting my Destruction The lawn is getting painted And there's a camera peering from the wall Humankind gets harder to decode I'm deafened by my will to listen Chokin' on day old ambition Rowing my umbrella through Destruction I'm not the prophet Not the sign or the dealer So it's not for me to say And no it's not for you to say Where it ends Who could defend the rhyme or reason When it's not for me to say and no it's not for you to say Who's at fault I stick my head into the heavens And cram the heavens in my head And I'm running out of ways to simplify this And I'm flipping pages, ripping paper Scanning for life in those craters All I see is you me and survival I'm not the prophet Not the sound or the dealer So it's not for me to say And no it's not for you to say Where it ends Who could defend the rhyme or reason When it's not for me to say and no it's not for you to say Who's at fault Think 10 steps ahead of yourself Trust nothing, no one else Will tell you that Burning down your life Is a one man job And no it's not for me to say And It's not for you to say