my thoughts carry on away from the path
i'm falling asleep
this isn't enough to keep me hanging down below
if i got out beyond the lull and surfaced moving my feet
oh! where i could be
and leave the dreamers down below
i don't want what's ordinary, ordinary's only good enough
i'm bound to feel enough to leave the rest behind
pressed against how time is only getting lost
and leaves us blinded in the dust
faults to share upon we're [bad word] scared
are suggestions worth depending on?
optimistic thoughts are getting lofted loud and wishing talking all at once
but i'm infected with a want for higher place
its got me tied up in knots
don't want what's ordinary, ordinary's only good enough
the more i wait the more i find that i have never asked enough
but it seems to fade before we're telling how it feels
my thoughts they're telling me i'm pushing them down
what if i could go ascend steadily over time?
no. i'm far too impatient
one side i'm idealistic and the other side i've been wild with hope
and holding out for perfection
what's a chance got if i bury the odds?
what's wide open if i stay inside?
at least dreaming is building
don't want what's ordinary, ordinary's only good enough
the more i wait the more i've wasted
don't want what's ordinary, ordinary's only good enough
it's time that i find how i've wasted away