like a horse out of reins, the more you see, the less you seem to say
are there worlds out there like you dream to be? in the dark of night, they come to me, say, “there’s a universe next door; what the hell are you waiting for?”
running cold through your veins, some alchemy to find the north star, oh to find your way
are there worlds out there like you dream to be? in the dark of night, they come to me, say, “there’s a universe next door; what the hell are you waiting for?”