Twenty-five years and my life is still trying to get up that great big hill of hope for a destination And i realized quickly when i knew i should that the world was made up of this brother hood of man for whatever that means And so i cry sometimes when i'm lying in bed just toget it all out what's in my head And i am feeling a little peculiar And so i wake in the morning And i step outside And i take a deep breath and i get real high And i scream at the top of my lungs what's going on?