I walk like you got me my eyes
Are shut like I'm blind
Turn to you and listen trying
To be in your mind
There's a feeling that I get when I look to the West
Having all the answers still failing the test
Wolf packs and convoys and
Captains demand
Surprised in translation
World without end
Welcome back to real life
The picture is gone
Put a contract out on things that go on and on
How do you stay wet?
You must want to be
Where did you get the patience?
Did it come easily?
On whose authority
I have none over me
On whose authority
There's none that I can see
On whose authority
I have none over me
On whose authority
No one speaks to me
On whose authority
I have none over me
Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
All the tales and figurative heroes
The ones that dyed the sun
And call it yellow
The ones that make you run
On whose authority
I have none over me
On whose authority
There's none that I can see
On whose authority
I have none over me
On whose authority
Nothing speaks to me
On whose authority
I have none over me
