Lyrics:

The vacuum created by the arrival of freedom
And the possibilities it seems to offer

It's got nothing to do with you, if one can grasp it
It's got nothing to do with you, if one can grasp it

A series of shocks - sneakers fall apart
Earth keeps on rolling, witnesses falling

It's got nothing to do with you, if one can grasp it
It's got nothing to do with you, if one can grasp it

Yeah, yeah, yeah, up the hill backwards
It'll be alright, ooh-ooh

While we sleep, they go to work
We're legally crippled, it's the death of love

It's got nothing to do with you, if one can grasp it
It's got nothing to do with you, if one can grasp it

More idols than realities, ooh-ooh
I'm OK, you're so-so, ooh-ooh

Yeah, yeah, yeah, up the hill backwards
It'll be alright, ooh-ooh