(not yet on youtube)
People travel to India, 
To seek out holy people,
To teach them how to be better than they are.
But in this haste to lose ourselves,
Can it be worth it to go so far?
Human, oh so human,
Why do we try so hard to run away from who we are?
People travel to back streets, 
To seek out holy people,
Who sell them magic powders that make them feel so high.
They want to feel high so badly
They care little if they die.
Human, oh so human,
Can we stand the pain of being just who we are?
People travel anywhere,
Seek out holy anything,
With aching hearts they search both near and far.
Desperately yearning for
Some magic potion to heal life’s scar.
Human, oh so human,
What would it take for us to love ourselves as we are?
Human, oh so human,
What would it take for us to love ourselves as we are?
