Through appliance of science, we've got that ring of confidence

...And I have no compass
And I have no map
And I have no reasons, no reasons to get back

And I have no religion
And I don't know what's what
And I don't know the limit, the limit of what we've got

Don't worry baby, it'll be alright
You got the right shoes to get you through the night
It's cold outside, but brightly lit
Skip the subway - Let's go to the overground
Get your head out of the mud baby
Put flowers in the mud baby
Overground

No particular place names
No particular song
I've been hiding
What am I hiding from?

Don't worry baby, it's gonna be alright
Uncertainty can be a guiding light
I hear voices, ridiculous voices out in the slipstream
Let's go, let's go overground
Take your head out of the mud baby

She's gonna dream of the world she wants to live in
She's gonna dream out loud

~U2, Zooropa