Thank you for the stew
You’ve always been a friend
And a complementary provider of sorts

Did I tell you Jane just up and moved away?
She rode a train and disappeared on the horizon
Saying something about getting to Whitehorse

You’ve got nothing to lose
In your solitude nothing touches you
Hiking out in your chair
And playing indifferent
No one gets to you

I had a sleepless night in Korea
We drank until the sunshine
And got in line to climb Mt. Bukhansan

Shoulder to shoulder at the summit
We looked out over never, ending cityscapes
Oh, what a generation can do

You’ve got nothing to lose
In your solitude nothing touches you
Hiking out in your chair
And playing indifferent
No one gets to you

No, not hon
In your solitude nothing touches you
Hiking out in your chair
And playing indifferent
No one gets to you

Now a chorus assembles
A room full of familiar faces
Do you see what we’re doing?
Do you know that we’re gonna get through to you?