Lyrics

Where’d you come from, where you going next?
A life immaterial, watch it slowly fading
From the end of a cigarette, burning down
Slow down, now you’ve got to know
Got to know it somehow
No it’s not that way
Hope we’ll all be rolling in it someday

A little more time, little more time
Just until the sunrise
A little more time, little more time
Just until the sun breaks down (I’m calling)

Where’d you come from, where you going next?
Who thought a life too inferior, too procrastinating
From the eyes of a passerby coming then go
Don’t go without a fight, act like you know how
No it’s not that way
Still think we’ll all be rolling in it some day

Chorus
Everything I touch will turn to dust