oh so close yet so far away
green horizon over bends and turns
i'm killing me to get to you
i've reached my last point of view
please be real because i can't stand this hell
visions dance where's that promised land
i'm killing me to get to you
i've reached my last point of view
(i can't help myself to it, can't help myself to it)
i'm wondering how could this be
i thought i knew what was true
(i can't help myself to it, can't help myself to it)
five dollar bills they can't make me seem more true
did the sky fall down i want off this planet now
now i see the rockets red glare
up on this space station
this frequency in the land of dinosaurs
found the visions of many men of old
we are free
why can't we
hang around on clouds now
you me and this whole world