Roll down the hill
Bake in the sun
The zephyrs will still
Ride the stream line
Markers are mapped
Walk down the tracks
Get in the car and
Speed the interstate
Maybe he'll breathe for once
And win the end
Or maybe he'll go
Out with a bang
It's all too much
He fell out of touch
Bored of the screens
He leaves to look at all the pretty things
Maybe he'll breathe for once
And win the end
Or maybe he'll go
Out with a bang
Maybe he'll go out with a bang