"Under The Greystar" lyrics

This might be the first year to find them here
Looking down
At what got made and who gets paid to volunteer
To tear it down

Lying stright and low under the grey star
Need to know, need to know which way to go

Deep inside the Giant's mind
A thought got up: "Is it here?"
Sifting through the blowback strewn in front of him
Drinking beer

Lying stright and low under the grey star
Need to know, need to know no sense at all
Need to know, need to know no sense at all
Need to know, need to know no sense at all
Need to know, need to know no sense at all