Testo di The Astronaut

Either side of a thin blue line Is a collection of sattelites Spinning circles, singing words That dont mean anything But they keep me on orbit And they keep me sure I can see you, on a clear night Singing circles away High up in the window Your an astronaut, your amnesia Your a joke Fingertips against the windscreen Your on your way, your on your way but you cant look on both sides Of the corner at the same time And you cant make up your mind yeah I can hear you, on a clear night i can see you Singing circles away Yeah, I'll blow you out of the sky If you wont get yourself down here I can hear you, on a clear night i can see you Singing circles away