"Prove It"
 
Hit the road in wander mode; inquire along the way.
Savoir faire in full despair while living day to day.

My heart is not a cold cauldron of proof.
I don't ever need to prove myself to you.
No.

Looking back, I'm off the tracks more times than I recognize.
Mistakes are another opportunity to refine.

My heart is not a cold cauldron of proof.
I don't ever need to prove myself to you.

There's no such thing as hell,
But you can make it if you try.
There might come a day
When emotion can be quantified.

But as of now, there's no proof necessary.
No proof necessary.
No proof necessary.
There's no proof necessary.

It's only in your mind, mind, mind, your mind.

"Can't Stop It"
 
I'm incurable but durable; it's easy to see.
Lack of restraint is a complaint of those around me.
I know that others postpone
Gratification while I lack that affectation.

Let's get it right (let's get it right).
There's no end in sight.

And I can't stop (can't stop), can't stop it.
(Can't stop) Can't stop (can't stop).
Can't stop; it's shocking, but I just can't stop it.
That's right.

Uncontrollable, I'm inconsolable.
My pleasure centre is the shelter for a reptile.
I hate when I gotta tolerate
Frustration; see, I lack the motivation.

Let's set this straight (let's set this straight).
I never wait.

And I can't stop (can't stop), can't stop it.
(Can't stop) Can't stop (can't stop).
Can't stop; it's shocking, but I just can't stop it.
That's right.

"Broken"
 
She said, thanks but I'm broken.
I guess you must've misspoken.
What a laugh; I've never been chosen by anyone.

She was barely a teen, hanging out in between,
Just a part of the scene.
With mercurial smile and incurable style,
She was only a dream.

How's that? He didn't know a thing about
Making love to the kind of girl you read about.

He said, I'm bound to be broken.
My daddy bet that I'd amount to nothing.
He won't let anybody show him anything.

He was a troubled child, had been down for a while,
Always kept to himself.
No, she couldn't defend; he only wanted a friend.
Now he's made something else.

It's so sad; no one saw it coming.
The paper said that he hit the ground running.

Oh yeah; I know I'm not broken.
A little cracked, but still I'm not broken.
I wanna laugh, but I think that I'm choking on reality.

When the world is turning for you, don’t turn on me.
Who are you here to repair? Well, I don't know what you mean.
You could never resist glorifying despair.
And now it's coming to you and I don't really care.

Well, I'm not the kind to insist; you couldn't have missed.
We must coexist.
So please listen to me; there is no such thing
As human debris.

Oh yeah; I know I'm not broken.
A little cracked, but Dad, I'm not so nothing.
I wanna laugh; I'm not joking.

I'm unbroken (oh yeah; I said I'm unbroken).
I said I'm unbroken (a little cracked; it's just a token).
I'm really not broken (what a gas; I'm unbroken).

"Destined For Nothing"
 
Ya hey!

Whoa, whoa.
Whoa, whoa.
Whoa.
Whoa, whoa.

Who do you believe can put some meaning in your life?
Meaning in your life, meaning in your life.
Who do you conceive to provide you guidance and light?
Guidance and light, guidance and light.

Are they waiting for you in the by and by?
Do you even have to try?

Headed for eternity and destined for nothing.
The future isn't difficult to see.
(It's easy) To confuse grand design with life's repercussions.
Lament not your vanquished fantasy.

It's only destiny.

Why do you consent to live in ignorance and fear?
Ignorance and fear, ignorance and fear.
Ancient people succumbed to it; can it happen here?
Can it happen here? Can it happen here?

Does it make you suffer 'cause you have to die?
Is it best to live a lie?

Headed for eternity and destined for nothing.
The future isn't difficult to see.
(It's easy) To confuse grand design with life's repercussions.
Lament not your vanquished fantasy.

It's only destiny.

Why can't you see?
There ain't no destiny
For you and me.
There ain't no destiny.

(Why can't you see?) Why can't you see?
(There ain't no destiny) There ain't no destiny
(Why can't you see?) For you and me.
(There ain't no destiny) There ain't no destiny, no.

Headed for eternity and destined for nothing.
The future isn't difficult to see.
(It's easy) To confuse grand design with life's repercussions.
Lament not your vanquished fantasy.

It's only destiny.

Whoa, whoa.
Whoa, whoa.
Whoa.
Whoa, whoa.

"Materialist"
 
You're obsessed and distressed 'cause you can't make any sense
Of the ludicrous nonsense and incipient senescence
That will deem your common sense useless.
This ain't no recess.

I wanna believe in you, but my plan keeps falling through.
I know I have to face the harshness, grin and bear the truth.
And I have to walk this mile in my own shoes (but I'm no fool).

I'm materialist, a full-blown realist.
I guess I'm full of doubt, so I'm prone to have it out
With you.

I'm materialist; there ain't no fear in this.
It's here for all to see, so don't talk of hidden mystery
With me.

Mind over matter; it really don't matter
If the street's idle chatter turns your heartstrings to tatters.
Flatter hopes don't flatter and soul batter won't congeal to mend a life
That's shattered into shards.

Was it in the cards?

The process of belief is an elixir when you're weak.
I must confess, at times, I indulge it on the sneak,
But generally, my outlook's not so bleak (and I'm not meek).

I'm materialist; call me a humanist.
I guess I'm full of doubt, so I'll gladly have it out
With you.

I'm materialist; I ain't no deist.
It's there for all to see, so don't of hidden mystery
With me.

Like Rome under Nero, our future's one big zero,
Recycling the past to meet immediate needs.
And through it all, we amble forth with persevere and climb
Our mountains of regret to sow our seeds.

I'm materialist; I'm materialist.
I'm materialist; I'm materialist.

"Kyoto Now!"
 
It's a matter of prescience; no, not the science fiction kind.
It's all about ignorance and greed and miracles for the blind.
The media parading disjointed politics,
Founded on petrochemical plunder, and we're its hostages.

If you stand to reason, you're in the game.
The rules may be elusive, but our pieces are the same.
And you know, if one goes down, we all go down as well.
The balance is precarious, as anyone can tell.

This world's going to hell.

Don't allow
This mythologic hopeful monster to exact its price.
Kyoto now.
We can't do nothing and think someone else will make it right.

You might not think it matters now, but what if you are wrong?
You might not think there's any wisdom in a fucked-up punk rock song.
But the way it is cannot persist for long.
A brutal sun is rising on a sick horizon.

It's in the way we live our lives,
Exactly like the double edge of a cold familiar knife.
And supremacy weighs heavy on the day.
It's never really what you owned but what you threw away.

And how much did you pay?

Don't allow
This mythologic hopeful monster to exact its price.
Kyoto now.
We can't do nothing and think someone else will make it right.

In your dreams,
You saw a steady state of bounty for eternity.
Silent scream,
But now the wisdom that sustains us is in full retreat.

Watch-o!

Don't allow.
This mythologic hopeful monster isn't worth the risk.
Kyoto now.
We can't have vision for the future if it can't be fixed.

Alien.
We need a fresh and new religion to run our lives.
Hand in hand.
The arid torpor of inaction will be our demise.

Oh.
Kyoto now.

"Sorrow"
 
Father, can you hear me?
How have I let you down?
I curse the day that I was born
And all the sorrow in this world.

Let me take you to the hurting ground,
Where all good men are trampled down
Just to settle a bet that could not be won
Between a prideful father and his son.

Will you guide me now? For I can't see
A reason for the suffering and this long misery.
What if every living soul could be upright and strong?
Well then I do imagine...

There will be (sorrow).
Yeah, there will be (sorrow).
And there will be sorrow no more.

When all soldiers lay their weapons down,
Or when all kings and all queens relinquish their crowns,
Or when the only true Messiah rescues us from ourselves,
It's easy to imagine...

There will be (sorrow).
Yeah, there will be (sorrow).
And there will be sorrow no more.

There will be (sorrow).
Yeah, there will be (sorrow).
And there will be sorrow no more.

Yeah, there will be (sorrow).
Yeah, there will be (sorrow).
And there will be sorrow no more.

"Epiphany"
 
A new age of reason,
Brain treason to trick the mind.
What good is searching
If nothing's there to find?

We arrive at this place
Of no return, my brothers,
Only to discover that our minds have led us away,
So far from the painful truth of who we are.

What's right is wrong; what's come has gone.
What's clear and pure is not so sure.
It came to me.

All promises become a lie.
All that's benign corrupts in time.
The fallacy...

Of epiphany.

Come forth, bear witness.
See the profit from your loss.
Beg for forgiveness,
Only after you tally the cost.

We arrive at this place
Of no return, my sisters,
Only to discover that our values ran us aground,
On the shoal, in the sea of what we could be.

What's right is wrong; what's come has gone.
What's clear and pure is not so sure.
It came to me.

All promises become a lie.
All that's benign corrupts in time.
The fallacy...

Of epiphany.

If it's real for me, do I have to prove it to you?
Why do revelations fade to cold blue untruths?
It's oh so relative,
Subservient in total to one's perspective, yeah.

What's right is wrong; what's come has gone.
What's clear and pure is not so sure.
It came to me.

All promises become a lie.
All that's benign corrupts in time.
The fallacy...

Of epiphany.

"Evangeline"
 
She came from heaven; well, there's no point belabouring that.
I've seen some trouble and I must admit that I'm in demand.
I confront rejection with magnetic good intentions, and yet,
Hey Jack! Get back! In fact, don't do that.

I act sharp but feel uncertain,
'Cause next time (it could be curtains).

Evangeline (Evangeline), conspirator so fine,
Lend me your faith, 'cause mine is broken.
Compared to mine, what is your crime, Evangeline?

Now, just to be certain, let's be sure to set the record straight.
I could use an angel, but I don't intend to split up the take.
Never go for treason, but I got reasons that don't warrant debate.
My act's intact and, in fact, you're not all that.

You act sure but you're uncertain,
'Cause next time (it could be curtains).

Evangeline (Evangeline), conspirator so fine,
Lend me your faith, 'cause mine is broken.
Compared to mine, what is your crime, Evangeline?

Well, there's no use turning back.
(No use turning back.)
It's already much too late
When the house is burning.

Evangeline, conspirator so fine,
Lend me your faith, 'cause mine is broken.
Compared to mine, what is your crime, Evangeline?

"The Defense"
 
Nothing comes easier than madness in the world today.
Mass paranoia is a mode, not a malady.
Yeah, I'd like to watch all thousand cable channels, but there's nothing on.
And my high-speed connection's monitored daily by the pentagon.

These things are seldom what they seem.
I'm not inclined to enjoy my dreams.
Won't go away.

(No peace) No peace, (and no friends) no friends.
(We trace) We trace the mortal edge (with no defence).
To state the obvious,
This world is perilous for us.

No sense (no sense) and no guide (no guide).
Ain't it beautiful to be alive? (Yeah, right.)
I won't resign before the struggle ends,
So I'll construct this sound defence.

We are the prey and culture is the predator.
I'm running out of time where conditions are positional.
Shadows of a doubt cast reluctance and depravity.
There's gotta be a way to overcome this grim reality.

Is there an option left for me?
I'm not immune to despondency.
There's no way.

(No peace) No peace, (and no friends) no friends.
(We trace) We trace the mortal edge (with no defence).
To state the obvious,
This world is perilous for us.

No sense (no sense) and no guide (no guide).
Ain't it beautiful to be alive? (Yeah, right.)
I won't resign before the struggle ends,
So I'll construct this sound defence.

There's a signpost on the corner
And it keeps everybody safe.
We were all made in the shade.

And your mother's in the kitchen,
Where she's patching all the cracks in the wall.
We never had a care in the world.
Oh.

(No shade) Too much to sacrifice, (no light) it's hard to recognize.
(Just black) Traps to compromise (and white), obscuring deadly alibis.
(My plans) It's combinational (designs), the pressure's so intense,
So I'll construct this sound defence.

(No way) Nothing's plainer than the madness in the world today.
(No sign) I must conceal myself and steal myself and break away.
(No grace) I seek initiative in matters that are black and white,
(No sense) So I'll construct this sound defence.