No more will i play along

and no more will i tell myself, how it's gonna be from now on

because i've been stalling in between, and i've been dragging my feet

making bets that this isn't happening



and i sleepwalk around

two feet off the ground,

while the real world is trying to reach me

and when the rain comes down

i see it all now



standing on the great divide

of some collision between ordinary and imaginary life

and this could be your luck day, 'cause if tomorrow ever comes

you'll be looking, looking the other way



and you sleepwalk around

two feet off the ground,

while the real world is trying to reach you

with stories that you already knew

it pulls you and pushes you



and you sleepwalk around

two feet off the ground,

while the real world is trying to reach you

and when the rain comes down,

you find yourself now,

nowhere, nowhere, nowhere