Guitar insane, sick in the brain,
Licking the same wounds,
Sit with the same moon
above us.
But were different from the others
Because we share the same pain.
Its mutual, its beautiful.
And all of our tears and all of our fears;
They all come in one form,
and yet we think we're from a different storm.
There ain't no question how.
You've got to realize now
that its mutual, its beautiful
So how long will we continue
to ride this sunken ship?
Cuz I believe, yes, i believe, that we can find the surface.
Even though it seems like this airplane is going down.
Don't be afraid, it will all be okay;
See there are plenty of parachutes to go around.
See for what ever its worth, I never left Earth.
I choked on my own blood
along with my own guns,
surrounded by no one.
And now that I' m gone I still sing my song
and try to keep the children away from all the killing
to show them our new misson
to try to keep some peace in their hearts.
So how long will we continue
to ride this sunken ship?
Cuz I believe, yes, i believe, that we can find the surface.
Even though it seems like this airplane is going down, down, down.
Don't be afraid, it will all be okay;
See there are plenty of parachutes to go around.
Parachutes...
© 2024 Cloverlyrics.com