I slip away inside the home and wonder what I'm in for
I pass the faceless artifacts whose names don't have form
And all it takes is one glance
And all it proves is only real to you
Why can't we learn
How to plot a course
Your fancy ways have no remorse
Times up again
But it seems to have no end
It takes you further, wanting, reaching
Reaching for another world, one unlike our own, we would build a throne
We would make a home, we would make a home
All we have to do is leave, all we have to do is leave
It takes you further, wanting, reaching
It takes your blood, your sweat, your time
We're not lost when we're standing in place