You wanted more insight and fewer alibis
But you'd claim lagoons in vodka and ice
You wanted love in life - Sunday morning eyes
But you can't curse moons and expect sunshine
You drop coins down a wishing well
So go on and fool yourself
You'd start to colonize every hour of night
But see your navy drown in vodka and ice
You'd search worldwide for your golden prize
And when it wasn't found you'd blame your vice
And when the light fades
Again you'll turn away
You trust a symphony awaits
Behind the legerdemain
Illusions may be better for your health
So go on and fool yourself