In a state of mind half a world away
Split apart from day to day
The thought of switching grooves
A sudden swing of moods
Then somehow everything changed
Drastic differences in song
Severed tunes now sung
A full circled hymn, a body rebuilding
It's tired right from wrong
Always, it's always wrong
Life, I was sick of a verse
It couldn't get much worse
I was caving in
Then my words dropped out of the sky
Out of the odd summer night, I am the song
Now my darkest days are
Half a world away, worlds away
There were no choruses allowed
There was dust spewed from the mouth
The scent of growing old, a rushing surge of cold
A never ending cloud
There were beautiful bridges burning thin
All of the melodies sinking in
The thought of switching skin
The need to make it out, I've gotta make it out
But it's always wrong
Life, I was sick of a verse
It couldn't get much worse
I was caving in
Then my words dropped out of the sky
Out of the odd summer night, I am the song
Now my darkest days are
Half a world away, worlds away
Half a world away, worlds away
Half a world away, worlds away
Half a world away, worlds away