Lyrics:

psychedelic waves in the ocean of war nothing was learned from that leasson before we're a traveling mass with a memory loss while the army men roll but still gathering moss nothing was learned every highway has turned on to winding avenues to a black wall they're carved on to now to earth the land is at war with each whittling birth behind every door they'll do unto you what they've done to me so not to let go means not to be free nothing was learned every highway has turned on to winding avenues to a black wall they're carved on to