times We say those words but we can?t look into each others eyes Oh and I guess we made it Or at least made it this far And it all looks smooth from here Oh and
I'll watch you wind on down the string and settle to the ground I'll give my little hand a yank and then you'll come back 'round Just like you and me
Everyone was beaming Everyone everywhere And Scotty did lots of the work And I said beam me up Soctty And can I get a cup of Coffee And the internet
in Headspace within the hardwood and the ceiling Cause if I?m restless Then why do I I want nothing but to rest my soul And I don?t get this and I
to know [x2] To know that There was a man Who lived one day With holes in his hands as some do say And I believe we'd be friends if we talked and we
reaction. No reaction. Lookin' at the chart but nothin's toppin' No reaction. No reaction. Listen to the sound of the reggae droppin' No reaction. No reaction. Lookin' at the Matts and
And I can sleep at night without your help it?s fine Cause I?m having a good time The scene and herd Seem to make it all just a little bit worse And
cleared and to my disbelief There was no thief cause it was me That lost you I guess it?s safe to say you?re never coming back (Oh oh oh oh) And I understand
know That the lining is silver Isn't it nice to know That we're golden Well I found a list of flaw That I saw in myself and other people And I threw
place But sometimes your past's hard to face But now I know you There was another time in my life [x3] Before I knew you I sailed through the high winds and
find myself again Where do I go If not disappear Where do I go from here Tracing My steps right back to you Racing The clock to save an hour or two And
part of my plans I think that we would have been friends There's only time to live our lives And you'll be the one who's by my side And I can promise
To dull the edge of conscience With conceit Live a life and see the world Feel its weight on the shoulders Of the least of these It spins and twirls
you wind on down the string And settle to the ground Well, I'll give my little hand a yank And then you'll come back 'round Well, just like you and
'll sit back, think about the times When we said those words And we looked into each other eyes Oh and I guess we made it or at least we made it this far And
Everyone was beaming Everyone everywhere And Scotty did lots of the work And I said beam me up Scotty And can I get a cup of coffee? And the internet
I'm living for the first Whoa, whoa, here I go And I'm thinking it's the first time I felt alive Move out, move on You blink and I'm gone I've only got
to know To know that There was a man who lived one day With holes in his hands as some do say And I believe we'd be friends if we talked and prayed So