LETRAAstronautsBry

Are you sick of all this change
In a century that keeps feet so firmly off the ground?

You can't stand this place

Well, I'm with you 'til the end
So let us both go to outer space
With nothing but pens and one will say,
"When we come back..."

Sleepy thoughts seeing us as astronauts
But in your passenger seat I feel limitless
Success in the end, it all depends
On whether you're still my oldest friend

On the days you're suffering
Then the world is on my shoulders too
And if you ever died
I'd question going on without you

Would I make it 'til the end?
Would I bother going to outer space
With nothing but a broken mind to keep me straight?
And would I come back?

Sleepy thoughts seeing us as astronauts,
But in your passenger seat I feel limitless.
Happiness in the end, it all depends
On whether you're still my oldest friend.

Sleepy thoughts seeing us as astronauts,
But in your passenger seat I feel limitless.
Success in the end, it all depends
On whether you're still,

On whether you're still,
On whether you're still my oldest...

Sleepy thoughts seeing us as astronauts,
But in your passenger seat I feel limitless.
Success in the end, well, it all depends
On whether you're still my oldest friend.