Lyrics:

The bronzed gods are leaving
The bikini girls are dressed
But the sea goes on forever
Another round of trading has concluded to the west
Leaving blood on the horizon
And on a beach a million light years from the earth
Somebody wonders about intelligent life in the universe

Well
Maybe there isn't
Or maybe there is
If this isn't living
I don't know what is

On top of this mountain, on top of the world
It's all the same, it never closes
I walk through this desert, I talk to myself
Like some would-be American Moses
Now I don't need to change the world tonight
But I'd sure like to know if it's too late to ever get it right

Maybe it isn't
Or maybe it is
If this isn't living
I don't know what is

Well maybe there isn't
Or maybe there is
If this isn't living
I don't know what is