You set your house on fire
And pull the fire alarm
You lie down on the sidewalk there
To watch it burn

And it lights the sky

You pull your face to the mirror
You find you're showing your age
The sound of glass in the shower there
And a hammer falling away

And it breaks the silence

You've got to glide
Like a blade through the water
You've got to get offline
Out of touch for awhile

You give out all your possessions
You say they're weighing you down
You set out for the promised land
You don't know which way to turn

You turn inside

You've got to glide