I see a white haired man, he's got a suit on hand
  He's telling people how they're supposed to live
  Nobody's listening to the politician
  No matter what sage advice he has to give
    He's got a clumsy, outdated m.o.
  And he's come to a fork in the road
  And there is only one direction to go
    Among the commuters, dwarfed by the skyscrapers
  I watch the countless millions fighting for space
  See hateful, petty acts, disjointed images,
  And can't believe that I'm one of the same race
    We're all just struggling to cope
  And we come to a fork in the road
  As we watch our foundations erode
  There's only one direction to go
    It's the way of the dodo, such a noble destiny
  It's the waltz of desperation, passed along to you and me
  The way of the dodo
  We're all just struggling to cope
  And we come to a fork in the road
  As we watch our foundations erode
  There's only one direction to go
  It's the gray stuff in your head
  It's the pulse of the living and the voices of the dead