| Lyrics: | Wait for me if I don't show up
Take from me this hypocrite's cup
And somewhere around the world
Someone would love to have my first-world problems
Kill the moon, turn out the sun
Lock your door and load your gun
Free at least, yeah the time has come
Man makes God so God can make man
Man makes the devil so that he can understand
Why is it that everyday
Everything always turns out this way
You and me, we were never here
You and me, we were not that clear
You and me, we died a long, long time ago
Don't think, just come along
I do believe that it won't be long
And everything's open all night and all day anyway
Build me a ship of wooden steel
Bring me a net and a fisherman's reel
Sail me to the place where I can find my brother
Sleeping sound
Wait for me if I don't show up
Take from me this hypocrite's cup
And kill the moon, turn out the sun
The mission's over
Flying through the wind
I'm flying
I'm flying
I'm flying
I'm flying |
