Silver dollars in a blind man's hands
Words outside my head
Revelations when it's too late
Catch me if you can
Can't seem to pin it down
This quicksand's way to fast
Silly me thought I had it planned
But nothing's ever built to last
Holding onto straws in a storm
Got holes in my parachute I'm coming down
I had a theory that everything was meant to be but now
I'm finally free
Syncopations of my energies
Out of control
Every seven years I'm a new me
Body and soul
It's what I need right now
Something to believe in
Don't need you to hold my hand
I just want you to understand
Holding onto straws in a storm
Got holes in my parachute I'm coming down
I had a theory that everything was meant to be but now
Well it all comes down to ones and zeros
There's no light up in the sky
We lost our heroes
Now all I've got
Is to wait on a miracle
Holding onto straws in a storm
Got holes in my parachute I'm coming down
I had a theory that everything was meant to be but now
I'm finally free
If only, in my dreams
I could find a place where I'll be
A hero
A champion
And never walk this road again