You ask me
Why are we here?
Because random thoughts
And grand delusions
Were always our commodity
We raise our hands for an excuse
To fly and find it’s
Way into our twisted sense of truth
Chorus:
Erase and rewind it
The thought that we were ever here
Erase and rewind it
All the times we had appeared
You ask me
Why we go on?
Holding onto the idea
That we will get a
A second shot
Because time is infinite
Dreams are definite
What we ask of will surely come
Change course to redesign the lines
Change course to redesign
Chorus