Just keep... digging that hole if it's all that you know, and they'll be back to mound it
When push comes to shove, is it lust or really love?
Is space needed, are the pieces worth picking up?
We're a long way from home
I hope we don't give up on the way
And keep on pushing these stones and begging my bones not to break
This can't be happening, we're just...
Pretending, and living out lies in our minds
We'll rewrite the ending, and never quite get it just right
Bones long for dirt, and spirits seek rebirth into space
It may sound absurd, but to fly with the birds you must earn your wings
And we're a long way from home
I hope we don't give up on the way
Just keep pushing these stones and begging my bones not to break...
We're just...
Pretending, and living out lies in our minds
We'll rewrite the ending, and never quite get it just right, never quite
We'll rewrite the ending, and never quite get it right
We'll rewrite the ending, and never quite get it right
Bones long for dirt, and spirits seek rebirth into space (Never quite)
It might sound absurd, but to fly with the birds you must earn your wings
(Never quite get it right no)
We'll never quite get it right
We are all just pretending