Who put this space between us? A question I’ve often thought And how slow the distance has come It’s like we’re getting nowhere at all
And it’ll get weirder Moving forward It’ll get weirder Til we’re used to it
What good is heaven above? It’s given no comfort at all Cause if I am not wrapped in your love It’s a cold, cold, cold night that will fall
And it’ll get weirder Moving forward It’ll get weirder Til we’re used to it
What point is falling apart? If it ends in pieces, why ever start? And being young is no excuse anymore Cause fighting dirty won’t get us as far as before
And it’ll get weirder Moving forward It’ll get weirder Til we’re used to it
And as we get older And this goes on longer It’ll get weirder But we’ll get stronger
So come on closer Fear no reaper It’ll get weirder We'll get used to it