[Verse 1]

We talk too much; We talk in circles

Till we’re all spinning round

Reaching for rings on this merry-go-round

The scenery spins; We call it progress

But I’ve seen this all before;

When all’s said and done, we’ll wake up on the floor

[Chorus]

We set sail with no fixed star in sight

We drive by braille and candlelight

[Verse 2]

We’re building towers with no foundations

Just stacking stone on stone

Whatever it takes - mix our mortar with bones

But true progress means matching the world to

The vision in our heads

But we always change the vision instead

[Chorus]

We set sail with no fixed star in sight

We drive by braille and candlelight