I want a taste from the cup of the world
Until I'm close to her
I wanna taste from the juice of her burden
Until I'm lonelier than I have ever been
Funny as my dreams am I
Neither my dreams
Nor their lives
Could describe
What I was looking for at the bus stop
I was heading to
My thoughts are rich when I say they were bankrupt
As we drove through the land of work and holiday
Funny as my life am I
Neither a book
Nor a lie
Could describe
How I'm gonna feel on the top of the world
Or least close to that
I am blessed with a remarkable will
You need for eternal rest
Funny as myself am I
I never again will obey
To academic ties
And hypocrite lies