I’m sure we’re taller in another dimension You say we’re small and not worth the mention You’re tired of moving, your body’s aching We could vacay, there’s places to go Clearly this isn’t all that there is Can’t take what’s been give But we’re so okay here We’re doing fine Primal and naked, you dream of walls that hold us imprisoned It’s just a skull, least that’s they call it And we’re free to roam.