Another day,
I feel the weight of the atmosphere's pressure
And I can't escape.
I try to run, I try to find my feet,
My soul is sticking to the street...
I got to move,
I got to get myself to clean my shoes and take the cynic route.
I was afar, I'm following the star,
Home isn't where you are.
And everything is falling into place and then we move again,
So take the curve and move along until we're gone.
We're moving on,
And on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on....
I feel alive,
I am aware of the colors in the sky and where the birds don't fly.
And if the night is coming pretty soon
I'm walking through the dark with you.
I've got to play,
I've got to listen to my toy today on the motorway,
And I could feel the ground beneath my wheels
Putting me back in my place.
And everything is falling into place and then we move again,
So take the curve and move along until we're gone.
We're moving on,
And on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on....
Another day,
Another place where I can find my way, take the avenue way,
And I know exactly where to go.
Home isn't where you stay...
And everything is falling into place and then we move again,
So take the curve and move along until we're gone.
We're moving on,
And on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on, and on....
I feel alive,
I am aware of the colors in the sky and where the birds don't fly.
And if the night is coming pretty soon
I'm walking through the dark with you.
Another day,
I feel the weight of the atmosphere's pressure
And I can't escape.
I try to run, I try to find my feet,
My soul is sticking to the street...
I got to move,
I got to get myself to clean my shoes and take the cynic route.
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