Wait for me if I don't show up
Take from me this hypocrite's cup
And somewhere around the world

Someone would love to have my first-world problems
Kill the moon, turn out the sun
Lock your door and load your gun

Free at least, yeah the time has come

Man makes God so God can make man

Man makes the devil so that he can understand
Why is it that everyday
Everything always turns out this way

You and me, we were never here
You and me, we were not that clear
You and me, we died a long, long time ago


Don't think, just come along
I do believe that it won't be long

And everything's open all night and all day anyway




Build me a ship of wooden steel
Bring me a net and a fisherman's reel

Sail me to the place where I can find my brother
Sleeping sound


Wait for me if I don't show up
Take from me this hypocrite's cup
And kill the moon, turn out the sun

The mission's over

Flying through the wind

I'm flying
I'm flying
I'm flying

I'm flying