Running with the reindeer.
Dancing in a funhouse mirror.
High in a spaceship,
fueled by the absinthe.
Socrates, Plato
What did they know?
Fortune teller
I will cast a spell on her.
Can we ever, will we ever get there?
We're waiting on a horizon for ships to come in
Give us something to believe in again.
Can we ever, will we ever get there?
We're waiting on a horizon for ships to come in
Give us something to believe in again.
Somethings pulsing through me
like electricity.
Constantly we are seeking agony
and ecstasy.
Covert mission.
Praying wishing.
Running wild.
Gunning down my childhood fears.
Can we ever, will we ever get there?
We're waiting on a horizon for ships to come in
Give us something to believe in again.
Can we ever, will we ever get there?
We're waiting on a horizon for ships to come in
Give us something to believe in again.
Can we ever, will we ever get there?
We're waiting on a horizon for ships to come in
Give us something to believe in again.
Can we ever, will we ever get there?
We're waiting on a horizon for ships to come in
Give us something to believe in again.
Can we ever, will we ever get there?
We're waiting on a horizon for ships to come in
Give us something to believe in again.