There's a thought in my mind, and there's nothing not far behind,
There's a road, there's a path, there's a freeway and there's a map.

There are flies and blue skies,
And the just and the unjust all walk side by side,
Side by side.

Whoa.

There's a fog in my mind, and there's nothing not far behind,
There is wrong, oh, there is right; there is peace and there's a fight.,
There is life, there is death, and the difference between either one is one single breath.

Yeah, there are flies, oh, and blue skies,
And the just and the unjust all walk side by side,
Oh, side by side.

There are flies, yeah, and blue skies,
And the just and the unjust all walk side by side,
Side by side.