Those rockets burn my dreams
clear the way
for our departure
Inside that capsule I
will direct
it to its rapture
Begin the countdown
let the fire go
this is what it takes to release the ghosts
the ones that keep me anchored to the ground
holding every single muscle down
Let me pretend it can be done
it's my only hope!
I'm never coming back
you can keep your Sunday bliss
I plan on going far
riding in my Artemis
Translucent I've become
letting time
just flow right thru me
If there was any chance
that this world
would find its rythm
I can't imagine what that would be like
to lose every animal instinct
with no more lobsters to decide our fate
Jordan wouldn't need to fight again
Let me pretend it can be done
it's my only hope!
I'm never coming back
you can keep your Sunday bliss
I plan on going far
riding in my Artemis