We can sit here and chew the fat   We can lie here on the grass   We can contemplate the end   But baby when it comes what’ll we do then       We can say we know it all   We can say we’re ten feet tall   But when it comes down to the end   Baby when it comes what’ll we do then       Cause we want something to make us feel   And we want something to let us heal   And we want something to make us real   Baby I’m afraid you just won’t find it here       We can talk about the autumn rain   Into the streams from where it came   We can search for modern life   But baby you are here and then you die       Cause we want something to make us feel   And we want something to let us heal   And we want something to make us real   Baby I’m afraid you just won’t find it here       Baby what has been   Will surely be again   Back and forth   Babe there’s nothing new   And nothing you can do   To change it all       Cause we want something to make us feel   And we want something to let us heal   And we want something to make us real   Baby I’m afraid   Baby I'm afraid   Baby I'm afraid you just won’t find it here