This feeling is taking over, the sky is made of glue
I saw the cherries in the parking lot, I had to go through
Possible meanings and matter of facts I leave them all to you
It’s a call from a distance if you come close enough
It’ll mirror back to you
I guess it feels much better, after what you been through
Against the other neither could choose
Which pieces belonged to whom
Their common sense bothers me now, but I want to pull this through
Magnetic fields over the ceiling
Floating above the room
Broken glasses on the ground, every step will make a sound
There’s nothing hidden in what we see…
Sometimes you just have to let it in
Spare me all this talking, spare me all the secrets too
You don’t need a great imagination, when it’s right in front of you
Possible meanings and matter of facts I leave them all to you
It’s a call from a distance if you come close enough
It’ll mirror back to you
Broken glasses on the ground, every step will make a sound
There’s nothing hidden in what we see…
Sometimes you just have to let it in
