Weight of the World, Pt. I

Where do you see yourself in thirty years

And do you think you'll maybe disappear

We're placing pennies in to bank accounts

And hoping that it all amounts to more than what we fear

And do you think you'll ever get to know what's happening here

And do you think you'll have a thing to show for all our years

Where do you see the Earth in fifty years

And do you think she'll maybe disappear

Will she go down in fiery sea or snow

A wisened woman tired of being warm

And worn

And do you think she'll ever get to know what's happening here

And do you think she'll have a thing to show for all her years