Since the day of my departure
I've been stumbling through reality
I play my symphony in reverse
In search for that special path
Be gentle to the tear in this I
Lonesome arms, lost its wings again
Buy me a trip to the moon
So I can laugh at my mistakes
I can see the end from here
From this perspective it looks kind of silly
Satellites and astronauts
Tell me there are greater things ahead
Make me feel like a man
A silent cry from the middle of hell
I - the irony - I promise, I'll be mature
So please, invite me to your shelter again
Been hiding since I heared "never"