Texty: Graham Nash. Hey You (Looking at the Moon).

Hey you, looking at the moon
Waiting for the stars to give you answers
Eating in your cars and building fences
Is this what we've come to?

Hey you, wailing by the wall
Hoping it'll fall in their direction
Waiting for another resurrection
Is this what we've come to?

Tell me how come everything appears to be hazy?
Nothing left to see
Tell me how come everyone appears to be crazy, too?

Tell me how come everything appears to be hazy?
Nothing left to see
Tell me how come everyone appears to be crazy, too?

Well, maybe it's me there, shaking at the gate
Can I bear the weight of all you borrow?
You know, it never comes so pay back tomorrow
How come if it ain't you? This is what we've come to