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