Stepping out like a rat in a cage
High and dry on the edge of the seat
From up high like an aeroplane
Waking from a sleep
Though I do find it hard to complain
Nothing came out of living the dream
Here's to growing up and turning the page
In search of something real
I sing it loud
Out and about
You're leaning on my shoulder
The walls are thin
I'm giving in
My heart is getting colder
With every try
I know that I
Am slowly growing stronger
For all I know
The road back home
Is getting that much longer
Tear it down and build it up again
Brick by brick like I was a marine
For the sake of what is happening
Or somewhere in between
From the love I have for the game
From the sound of the wind in the trees
Comes a feeling that I can't explain
Washing over me
Blowing harder than a hurricane
Bursting bubbles on the verge of a dream
In the middle of the pouring rain
From the windy streets
There's a voice that's calling out my name
Falling in and out of ecstasy
Saying 'wrap me up in cellophane
And fly away with me'
I sing it loud
Out and about
You're leaning on my shoulder
The walls are thin
I'm giving in
My heart is getting colder
With every try
I know that I
Am slowly growing stronger
For all I know
The road back home
Is getting that much longer
Tear it down and build it up again
Brick by brick like I was a marine
For the sake of what is happening
Or somewhere in between
From the love I have for the game
From the sound of the wind in the trees
Comes a feeling that I can't explain
Washing over me
Tear it down and build it up again
Brick by brick like I was a marine
For the sake of what is happening
Or somewhere in between
From the love I have for the game
From the sound of the wind in the trees
Comes a feeling that I can't explain
Washing over me
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