It's useless to say that you only scratched the surface your survey shows things bears the mark of everything
There you're under taking over through your ways to wait for next time and you should have seen your face as they banished you to your sky like an astroid that fell or a dream that you couldn't tell anyone everything that you just couldn't sell you'll waste away 'til it falls on you
One left it's one night one left it's one night your river gone your reveler gone and you'll dam-dam-damage it and they're all gunna scratch their back pedalling heads now
A puncture in the sky up here and now (incomprehensible) toil lives how unfortunate they all look now about you as i do of what the future brings and what I can bring to it you're on the island waving goodbye to me yeaahh
you know we are yours we are trying however hard you look at someone else's star it won't get you very far you know i am unsure but aren't we all