I was born a bastard child
Left in baskets in the nile
But I never learned
To stand back and watch that fucker burn
Oh, I know I'm losing control
But I don't want to let it show
That I can't let things go
And I split my tongue asking for more

Mountained-up man must come down
All my plans ain't working out
Have I just begun?
Strap me down and launch me into the Sun
At least it'd be something I'd done
For now, hollow out my heart
So we can find where the beating starts
All the rest I'll mark as modern art
Seems like every bird I held in hand
Turned me twice as hard to understand
On my grave make it say: I do the best I can
Now with the water come rising high
I lay me down and I close my eyes
And I tell you, brother, the river doesn't wonder why