Here we go
Down that same old road again
Empathy controls the wind that blows
And tickles our skin

A memory
A regret
A hope
A stimulus

Recent it seems
We must push on, we must push on
Though we bleed
We must push on, we must push on

All you need is a modest house in a modest neighborhood
In a modest town where honest people dwell
Making the cleanest energy for the greenest plants to grow
The richest soil that is drenched with the freshest rain
Then you should sit in your backyard
Watch clouds peak over the tallest mountain tops
'Cause they unveil honest opinions about the stars

We must push on, we must push on
Recent it seems
We must push on, we must push on
Though we bleed
We must push on, we must push on

All you need is a modest house in a modest neighborhood