Lyrics:

We're all quite unprepared
Just waiting for some pearls to drop
Like apples from a tree
Finding another itch to scratch

What is there left to do?
Each day develops as it will
Do with it what you may
We'll just be passing on the time, the time

Competition is often fierce
Queuing for some providence
Is it raining again?
Shall we dodge in between the drops?

We're all quite unrehearsed
Waiting for our autocue
Like divers in the deep
Finding another reef to mine