You and I
We've been through hell and back
While the others stroll around to the moon
Tourists into our own closets
The corpses of our demons laid out
To reminds us what we're up to date
A stamp inked into our souls
We warm our hearts down here, down below
Where no one has control
Is heaven that far?
Or we could build our own?
Is heaven that far?
Or we could build our own?
Hell is not so bad! We call it a home
Is heaven that far?
You and I
We've jumped in a flaming car
Racing through the burning heat on Mars
A suitcase in your hand full of memories
The darkest of all
You'd rather no one see
A stamp inked into our souls
Foot down on the pedal
The horizon is our home
Is heaven that far?
Or we could build our own?
Is heaven that far?
Or we could build our own?
Hell is not so bad!
We called it a home
Is heaven that far?
You and I
We've been through hell and back
Sitting quietly behind that referee