Upon my final revelation
If I've lived too little to die
I'll be riding someones suitcase to the afterlife
Cause there's an ancient sold solution
Just keep living for the second sky
I'd rather not take chances with my little time
Lying in my bed, the dream I had
Fireworks blowing out of my head
See the warning signs, I know this ship's going down and it's out of my,
Out of my hands
It's such a sentimental conclusion
Creation and the circle of life
You know the children are the future and you've been left behind