Taking division down to where I shouldn't be,
Turn pockets out; run aground in the green.
New way to see what's laid plain in front of me.
Nothing better than a look at what I shouldn't see.
When you examined the wreck, what did you see?
Glass everywhere and wheels still spinning free.
When you examined the wreck, what did you see?
Glass everywhere and wheels still spinning free.
Accidental, maybe.
Restraints too frayed to withhold me.
Remember:
you told me,
you will go,
where you're meant,
to be!
This is my wreck, so let it be.
Cracked gauges carry messages for me.
Calls and responses you can't see,
calls and responses you can't see.
I know you'd never grasp the possibilities.
What would you risk to rescue me?
Remember:
you told me,
you will go,
where you're meant,
to be!
So, turn your back, just drive on past 'cause nothing is better than getting out fast.
Taking division down to where I shouldn't be,
five blocks down in the middle of the green.
No messages wash ashore with me.
Glass shards reflecting light so I can see.
I know you'd never grasp the possibilities.
What would you risk to rescue me?
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