4 acessos
When we die
We go into the arms of those who remember us
We are home now, out of our heads, out of our minds
Out of this world, out of this time
Are you drowning or waving?
I just want you to save me
Should we try to get along? Just try to get along
So we move
We change by the speed of the choices that we make
And the barriers are all self-made
That's so retrograde
I am alive, I am awake to the trials of confusion we create
There are times when I feel the way we're about to break
When there's too much to say
We are home now, out of our heads, out of our minds
Out of this world, out of this time