Flying through the universe upon a troubled star. Uncertainty is all around....we don't know who we are. Lately I been wondering if it's ever gonna come. Days are getting shorter and the changes have begun. Flower dreams and glitter scenes....we followed them so blind. Sunset shadows from a world we had to leave behind. Self-assured we knew it all but had nothing to says. Things that we could do alone just don't work today. Gonna need outside help. You just can't make it by yourself. Gonna need outside help. You just can't make it by yourself. New Your talk....LA walk. Union dues....and blue suede shoes. Fords and hoards and missing chords. When is it all gonna stop. Turning to the east I hear a strange and fearful sound. The best laid plans of mice and men are crumbling to the ground. Turning to the sky I see a flashing ray of light. Brothers from a distant world are watching us tonight. Today I saw a little ant working to survive. Carrying ten times his weight just to stay alive. At times I feel just like that ant trying to make it through. But I know it'll be all right as long as I'm with you. Gonna need outside help. You just can't make it by yourself. Gonna need outside help. You can't make it by yourself