: Meet me in outer space WE could spend the night; Watch the earth come up. I've grown tired of that place; Won't you come with me? WE could start again
: To resist is to piss in the wind Anyone who does will end up smelling. Knowing this, why do I defy? Because my inner voice is yelling. There is a fist
: A decade ago, I never thought I would be, At twenty three, on the verge of spontaneous combustion. Woe-is-me. But I guess that it comes with the territory
: Today, everything was fine Until roundabout, quarter to nine, I suddenly found myself in a bind. Was it something I said? Something I read and manifested
: If I hadn't made me, I would've been made somehow. If I hadn't assembled myself, I'dve fallen apart by now. If I hadn't made me, I'd be more inclined
: To see you when I wake up Is a gift I didn't think could be real. To know that you feel the same as I do Is a three-fold, utopian dream. You do something
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Today, everything was fine Until roundabout, quarter to nine, I suddenly found myself in a bind. Was it something I said? Something I read and manifested
Blink and you miss a beat Keep one of your eyes open at all times. Think that you're on the brink? The shit hasn't even begun to hit the fan. Consequence
Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear And I can't help but ask myself how much I'll let the Fear take the wheel and steer. It's driven
To see you when I wake up Is a gift I didn't think could be real. To know that you feel the same as I do Is a three-fold, utopian dream. You do something
If I hadn't made me, I would've been made somehow. If I hadn't assembled myself, I'dve fallen apart by now. If I hadn't made me, I'd be more inclined
To resist is to piss in the wind Anyone who does will end up smelling. Knowing this, why do I defy? Because my inner voice is yelling. There is a fist
A decade ago, I never thought I would be, At twenty three, on the verge of spontaneous combustion. Woe-is-me. But I guess that it comes with the territory
Will I ever get to where I'm going? Will I ever follow through with what I had planned. I guess it's possible that I have been a bit distracted And the
Isn't it strange that a gift could be an enemy? Isn't it weird that a privilege could feel like a chore? Maybe it's me but this line isn't going anywhere
Meet me in outer space WE could spend the night; Watch the earth come up. I've grown tired of that place; Won't you come with me? WE could start again
It's comin' around again They're letting it out again, again. It's comin' around again They're letting it out again, again. It's comin' around again