I still hark back
To when I was younger
When this city was
Still undiscovered
Wascana Lake was
An ocean
I had many friends
In the waters
Where they are now
I often wonder
Love and pain and love
Have coarsed my skin
Oh now I've felt the pain
Seen the horror
On the television
In my own home
I'm not the innocent one that I once was
I'm not the ignorant one that I once was
In this modern world
Where we're living
This global village
Nobody is safe in
Nobody cares about
The art you have spun
Crooked politicians
Like Dave Batters
Telling us there's only one thing that matters
Between the economy and the environment
We can choose just one
Now I get this feeling
Can't explain it
In my stomach
Not quite pain yet
I recognize that
Familiar sorrow
I'm not the innocent one that I once was
I'm not the ignorant one that I once was
You don't help me one bit
You don't help me one bit
You don't help me one bit with the pain
You don't help me one bit with the pain
That I feel for you my friend...