Sangtekst: Our Lady Peace. Spiritual Machines. All My Friends.

All my friends alone on a hill
They're just looking down
With violent minds on alone
They're just not equipped

Insistence hope for the best
We're not making sense
In silence wait for the day
When they're better than

In this silence I'm not buying
You're not making, you're not
Guess we better hold on

Again, this time we won't understand again
I'm not waiting for some sense this time
We won't understand again
I'm not waiting for

Still they sit alone on a hill
Their mechanical thoughts have left
I'm out on their own
They're not buying this

In this silence I'm not buying
You're not making, you're not
Guess we better hold on

Again, this time I won't understand again
I'm not waiting for the man, this time
We won't understand again
I'm not waiting for the sense, this time

We won't understand again
And I'm not waiting for the sense, this time
We won't understand again
And I'm not waiting for

No no no no
Won't understand again
I'm not waiting for
No no no no
Won't understand again
I'm not waiting for