[Lyric] Put the Gurus in Charge (Hallelujah The Hills)

Here we are where we thought we began
Lost and high and burnt out with no back up plan
And it's such a disgrace to leave all these kids weeping in the van

So we're traversing North Dakota
Using only cartoon commerce maps to navigate
But there's always an unlabeled tape
Lying in an unmarked box
In an ill-kept archive
Can you guess who that tape is keeping alive?

The first thing to know is you can never go back there
The second thing to know is I'm the one who sent you the dream
In the basement of your house, oh sunny Jean
Where you writhed and you coughed up and you screamed

Call the cops
Put the gurus in charge
Cause here comes an instructing hand
To place upon your lack of plans
And lead you to the tapes in the garage
Can you guess which false prophet is still at large?
You fell in love with the woman sent here to kill you
And now you'll kill the people that sent her to you
She's the sweetest assassin in the states
Has a tattoo of the motto of The Fates

You were brought here by design and now you'll live until you die
You were brought here by design and now you'll live until you die
You were brought here by design but don't take that as a sign
You were brought here by design and now you'll live until you die

You'll spend the next year always looking over your shoulder
And searching through the paper for some elusive clue
You press rewind, and then you press play, then you pause
It's time to hear what you thought you had lost