Words.Dreams.Bombs

I'll look up at the sky and know, it's the same one you see.

I cant help to wonder why it always seems better

From a different view...

The stars never move,

And orion stays in the same place every night.

But things just aren't the same (3x)



When everything's black, there's no telling where and when

Everything stops and nothing begins.

This battle is ever-going, not never-ending

So light this rocket, babe

My next stops the moon.



I'm beginning to get tired of this permanent attraction

Between my feet and the ground.

What's the point of holding on to something neither wants?

It seems as though its held too high for my hands to grasp the fact,

The ground trembles and cracks, and its pulling me down.

And time ticks life away,

I'm a bomb that's lost its way (3x)