Tell me, have you heard? - sky's filled with something absurd,
Meaning's condensed into a phrase; this too shall pass away.
Adding to this scheme, searching hard to find anything,
No further can you reward, so throw down your weapons of war.
And it's alright when you realise you're sane,
Walk a thin line with the faith you believe.
I saw the fear in their eyes, pressed down from every side,
Afflicted tranquility discerning wisdom way beyond me.
Not many satisfied; look what we do with the days of our lives,
Work to give it away - this too is a meaningless phrase.
And it's alright when you realise you're insane,
Walk a thin line with the faith you believe.
What ever is, has come before,
What will be is nevermore,
Nothing new under the sun,
A thought in my heart: it's all been done.
Tell me, have you heard? - sky's filled with something absurd,
No further can you reward, so throw down your weapons of war.
Bring on your weapons of war,
Appropriate your weapons of war,
Disintegrate your weapons of war,
Eradicate your weapons of war,
Scooby Doo your weapons of war,
We don't need your weapons of war,
6:11 weapons of war.
