[Verse 1]
The point on the water, there's a change in the air
A vibe in the darkness, but there's nobody there
I look for the reason, but there's nothing to see
Just a hole in my memory where my mind used to be

[Bridge]
Tell me why can I find no relief in my heart?
I reside in a world that has fallen apart

[Chorus]
Out of my mind, baby, show me a sign, baby
Show me a way to get back on time, please
Where do we go, baby? How will I know?
Who holds the key? Is it hidden inside of me?

[Verse 2]
But why should I worry and why do I care
When this road that I walk on is going nowhere?
I stand and I study every face in the crowd
See the fear in their eyes, they must be thinking out loud

[Bridge]

[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Scratching the surface, it all looks the same
A world full of anger with no one to blame
But who can I turn to? Who holds the key?
And who has the answer? I think it's inside of me

[Bridge]

[Chorus][x2]

[Outro, spoken by Ruth Kelly-Clapton]
All things considered it looks as though Utopia were far closer to us than anyone, only fifteen years ago, could have imagined. Then, I projected it six hundred years into the future. Today it seems quite possible that the horror may be upon us within a single century. That is, if we refrain from blowing ourselves to smithereens in the interval. Indeed, unless we choose to decentralize and to use applied science, not as the end to which human beings are to be made the means, but as the means to producing a race of free individuals, we have only two alternatives to choose from: either a number of national militarized totalitarianisms (fades out)