Thought about the dreaming that I had lost too soon
Been a country minute since waking to their doom
And of all the wondrous sleepless nights that keep me in my room
Like a marksman with a 50-cal and a scope that can reach to the moon
Shooting the moon
Shooting the moon
Shooting the moon
How it feels
Thinking like the rest of us but almost more than real
How it feels
Living in your mind a super hero coasting over rusted steel
Seems that inspiration doesn't always last
Wonder if my best ideas are living in the past
And if my mind is sinking quickly no more shadow to be cast
Like a pirate ship in battle that a cannon took its mast
Coming down fast
Coming down fast
Coming down fast
Dream no more
All I ask of sleeping is keep me off the floor
Dream no more
Fill my head
With distance shores
Dream no more
How it feels
Watching life play out faster than a spinning movie reel
How it feels
Living in your mind a super hero coasting over rusted steel