You're gonna miss the word
Everyone left the world
Take what you can carry
Find a road and follow
Of course i'm supposed to work i
Come from the hills i
Can find any food i
Try to protect i
Of course i like to laugh i
Look at the sky,
Look in your eye
All i feel is transition
When do we get home?
All i fell is transition
Now to be alone
With a clear eye, with a clouded mind
You're gonna miss the word
I come from the fen i
I left the den
The wind blows no good it
Tells of a change that
Might rearrange
You can't see the ground its
Not where it was
All i feel is transition
When do we get home?
All i feel is transition
Now to be alone
With a clear eye, with a clouded mind
The stars are indifferent to astronomy
And all that we think we know
Mars will salute your autonomy
But he doesn't need to know
All i feel is transition
When do we get home?
All i feel is transition
Now to be alone
With a clear eye, with a clouded mind
No one wants to live this fiction
Where didn't we go wrong?
With a clear eye, with a clouded mind
The stars are indifferent to astronomy
And all that we think we know
Mars will salute your autonomy
But he doesn't need to know
The stars are indifferent to astronomy
And all that we think we know
Mars will salute your autonomy
But he doesn't need to know
