Yesterday, we let our bodies gonand in this placenwe don't know whatnwe finally feel at homennand maybe i nmaybe i was made for younnand if thats truenwas i made for you?nnand maybe indon't want to die anymorenand in this skyneverything is prettier than beforennand maybe indon't want to die anymorenand in this sky n(and maybe i)neverything is prettier than beforen(dont want to die anymore)nnlets stay herenbetween sleep and awakenour eyes blink too fastnand our shoulders shakenntheres a placenthat id rather benhere on a cloudnlooking downnwith our friendless seannand maybe indont want to die anymorenand in this sky neverything is prettier than beforennand maybe indont want to die anymorenand in this skyn(and maybe i)nis prettier than beforen(dont want to die anymore)nnthe earths so far nbeneath our feetnand well fallnwell get back upnof a highway ?nndont want to die anymorendont want to die anymorendont want to die anymorendont want to die anymore