Satellites fall away
Every time I close my eyes
The sum of my own denial
Echoes for a thousand milesGravity pulls
Shadows on the runway
Sent to battle over me
Layers in realityIll find an open road
Sleep out on the back seat
I need to see the sky
The color of the blue sea
I could be gone a whileWe have come a long way
Further than our reason lies
All that still survives
Is stranger than we realizeIll find an open road
Sleep out on the back seat
I need to see the sky
The color of the blue sea
I could be gone a whileGravity pulls
Falling from a stolen high
Im out of the will that I put in
Nothing more to hide behindIll find an open road
Sleep out on the back seat
I need to see the sky
The color of the blue seaIll find an open road
Sleep out on the back seat
I need to see the sky
The color of the blue sea
I could be gone a whileI need to see the sky