Testo A Given Time (Part One) The Evening
I couldn't talk myself
Into believing that you're right
Fear them hiding
Within your mind
Space men, they won't
Know when to stop
The reasons for landing
Isn't it fucked up enough
Please yourself
All aboard the success
Now you're chained to the dream
Falling stars void of sleep
Why confess that there's problems
In your head
Look around, look around...
I'm here
I couldn't talk myself
Into believing that you're right
Fear them hiding
Within your mind
Spacemen, they won't
Know when to stop
The reasons for landing
Isn't it fucked up enough
I wouldn't want you to drag this out
Satelites appear to be getting us lost