Crushing weight of atoms fuels my reason to live on.
Fusion lights a path for us, then moves on.
Born on an island in an astronomic sea:
it truly is a weight to be free.
We always seem to want what we don't deserve,
and in our eyes we see good things become more and more impure
Now I feel like I've been spinning circles all night.
But we know the way the Earth turns: creating black and white.
Lack of direction's got me feeling alright.
Like a leaf on the wind, I'll find my way on my flight.
So now I'm here closing my eyes
because the only things that bother me are mine, and my own.
So let's just go: we'll just run away