Where do you stand when it's all over Washed from the earth and down to the sea Do you lie in a bed of roses Are you still aware I guess that you don't care about it now I see your shadow knocking at my door All plastic face and shaking hands Now how much space could ever hold you here Are you still aware I guess that you don't care about it now Where do you stand when it's all over Washed from the earth and down to the sea Do you lie in a bed of roses Are you still aware I guess that you don't care about it now Are you still aware I guess that you don't care about it now