Hands of destruction
Hold me by the collar
I take a sip to slip away
The spell of illusion
Looks like how I want it
But when I reach there's nothing there
The skies are calling
I want to touch the lightning
And I am falling
Into the outer space
Stir from submission
Instinctive intermission
A pause to recollect myself
Cheap entertainment
Pass on that temptation
I'll toss it all into the wind
The skies are calling
I want to touch the lightning
And I am falling
Into the outer space
Into the outer space
Into the outer space
Look up at the stars, wonder who we are
We know this place isn't what it seems
(We're reaching out, from the past
Walls of sand, never last
Into the sky, Into the breeze
Without restraint I feel the peace)
The skies are calling
I want to touch the lightning
And I am falling
Into the outer space