I'm alright, haven't wasted my time
I felt like that tonight
I'm fine, you're mine
Render light and it all becomes clear
Why we're here, it's a lovely sight
Hold tight, I might
And it all is gleaming
Sky high takes a long time
Try, live a lifetime
Is it the pieces that we keep in ourselves
That hold us back from everybody else?
Is it the questions that we ask the shelves
That make us question all the parallels?
Even when it's gleaming