They put a man on the moon in the 60's
They defied the laws of space
But when he came back down, to look around everything was out of place
I know cause I'm that ancient traveler. I've flown through the mire
I'm waiting to come back, but someday only comes once in a while
Break me free from the mire
Break me free
You can split me in two, maybe then I'll have the time
Everything takes effort, and everything takes mind
For now I'm just a figure of what it's all supposed to be
I've been living my life like a memory of me
Is there anybody out there?
Choose to be the traveler, you can break free from time
You can wait to come back, but someday only comes once in a while
Although the world is distant, far from the fire
You'll be closer to the dust and further from the mire
Is there anybody in there?