you may be quiet loud mess around
make a war or wear a crown
still i know there's a way that you never found

with your eyes closed you'll see
the boundries off and road's free
here we go count to three and let me guide you

and let colors get in perfect storm for us
and let dollars open secret dooes for us

a hundred failures in a row
heaven is about to fall
still i know there's a chance you're already there
wherever you wanna be
the aim is near and road's free
here we go count to three and call the doctor

and let colors get in perfect storm for us
and let dollars open secret dooes for us

and the weirdest thing that i've seen
a sun was knocking on the way in
and the weirdest thing that i feel
is it real
is it real