I'll look up at the sky and know, it's the same one you see.nI cant help to wonder why it always seems betternFrom a different view…nThe stars never move, nAnd orion stays in the same place every night.nBut things just aren't the same (3x)nnWhen everything's black, there's no telling where and whennEverything stops and nothing begins.nThis battle is ever-going, not never-endingnSo light this rocket, babenMy next stops the moon.nnI'm beginning to get tired of this permanent attractionnBetween my feet and the ground.nWhat's the point of holding on to something neither wants?nIt seems as though its held too high for my hands to grasp the fact,nThe ground trembles and cracks, and its pulling me down.nAnd time ticks life away, nI'm a bomb that's lost its way (3x)