Skimmin' the tops of tall trees Through the clear light of free speech A sudden memory disease Claims the air all around me I'm gettin' lost in the slipstream Make me relive the same dream Of comin' in from the cold And losin' half of my soul Memory disease Across United States That I had told the truth Feel so high, architectural I look to the skies To see our bodies They were rising up Out of the paper cup A sea change is due I don't seem to face you Touchdown on the new Mason-Dixon Line the map is ripped and torn Jilted frame with all hope gone I don't mind if you sing a different song Sing a different song Just as long as we sing, as we sing Sing along It's later than it seems It's later than it seems It's later than it seems Time everyone came clean It's what you didn't say It's what you didn't say Don't wanna be a slave It's what you didn't Skimmin' the tops of tall trees Through the clear light of free speech I'm comin' in for a landing I've got a sole understanding It all comes down to a word It's just like nothin' I'd heard Over the rainbow in time Will be one hell of a climb Highlights bright The lights sweep high clear sky Sky reminiscent Of money in your eye Unwind Something else here I don't mind if you sing a different song Just as long as we sing As we sing, sing along It's later than it seems It's later than it seems It's later than it seems New ears are listening It's what you didn't say It's what you didn't say Don't wanna be a slave It's what you didn't say Nothing to give away