There’s a fracture in the color barIn the backseat of a parked carBy the liquor store where the streetlightKeep you company til the next nightIn the same town, there’s the same scarIn the same glow of the liquor storeBy the freeway, where the headlightKeep her company til the next nightOh! Gravity!Why can’t we seem to keep it together?Sons of my enemies,Why can’t we seem to keep it together?In the back room of the pentagonThere’s a thin man with a line drawnWith a red jaw and a red biteWatch the headline on the next nightOh! Gravity!Why can’t we seem to keep it together?Sons of my enemies,Why can’t we seem to keep it together?Why this tragedy?Why can’t we seem to keep it together?Oh! Gravity!Why can’t we seem to pull it together?In the fallout, the falloutWe found out the hype won’t get you throughWe’re connected, connectedI meant it, the hype won’t get you through