How, how are we off on a tangent again? Oh, we say what we say, and the poison is breaking our skin Blame, what's to blame? It's an argument no one can win 'Cause at best we don't know, and it's wearing us thin And we stare at the sun, but we never see anything there Just a glare has become all that we'll ever see there And we stare at the sun, but we never see anything there All of nothing's become all that we'll ever see there Cards, we are cards in a wheel spun around on the truth Maybe we don't need to know any more than we have to And we stare at the sun, but we never see anything there Just a glare has become all that we'll ever see there And we stare at the sun, but we never see anything there All of nothing's become all that we'll ever see there The sky is always wondering, what are these arguments about? You'd think we would notice our eyes are burning out We should have learned by now And we stare at the sun but we never see anything there Just a glare has become all that we'll ever see there And we stare at the sun but we never see anything there All of nothing's become all that we'll ever see there It's all that we'll ever see there And we stare at the sun...