Verse 1.
When you fall, when you fake
When your words crawl back to a cave

Can you roar, would you rage
Or will you end up turning a page


Whats your goal, where you aim
Where them thought-bits fall when they rain
Should you morn over thats failed

And will you grow your flowers in vain

Chorus

11 million miles away from close, but still within reach, always within reach
11 million miles away from close


Verse 2.
Guess you told (guess u told) to be old (to be old)
To be wise and keep what you hold

Bet you think your sounds are gold
I bet you get confused when they're sold


Even when your talk isn't lame
Now and than some giborish sound from the stage
Call it off, before its late

And make your mind turn back to the game

(Chorus)


(Alter.verse)
And you wont hold back when there are words to say

'Bout there's some much %#@! in the world today
Feels so hard sometimes that you born to keep
Your sticky finger still on that artery

But you wont keep quiet 'cause you live to play
Learned yer lesson well how to entertain
Are you in that place where you ought to be

How you feel yourself in your company?

(chorus)