I see the zeitgeist heroes and the setting sun
I’ll be the same man I was, now, even when I was young
With no changes within this concentration will keep me aging
And the bottom line is never ending and the public eye stays crossed

Like a kaleidoscope, built like a practical joke
A sea of free rides and drunk punchlines
Extending downstream, weaving in a straight line
A double helix gonna lead us to the sun
All in the pattern born from the brass horn
Sempervirens steering deep into the heart

A mythological collection root and reboot
All from a television prism born and reborn
But here we are again, in a lost land
Overshadowed by the bookends of a lifespan

And the sacred tree that we all wish to be
A part of something holding tightly to some deeper meaning
While all the answers change with the decades page
And the glaciers in the mind all melt away

Harpoon the innocence, syphon the common sense
I’ll send a message like a mime who’s always underdressed
And the zeitgeist heroes that we’re swimming with
Will spin the silk until we change into the butterflies again
Because the passageway back from yesterday
Will turn the tables on the celebrated hero from a storied age
And modern man with his backup plans
Let the fire burn forever help me understand

I see the zeitgeist heroes and the setting sun
I will be the same man I was now even when I was young
With no changes within this concentration will keep me aging
But the bottom line is never ending and my own eyes stay wide.