Well I saw you looking skyward For a sign of heavens grace But the light was just to brilliant And the source to hard to trace
Everything just seems so scripted Nothings left to choose Crowds of people stand in line Just to get a better view
Chorus One fine day,when gravitys been lifted And heavy things stopped falling from the sky And the shape, of history has shifted Far from here in this moment, far from now
Youre still fighting off your memory But you just cant find the cure Blind man pulls you gently closer And stares you right straight in the eye He says dont fall back dont get too lost now Sometimes it takes time