Child Psychology
Black Box Recorder
4:09We traveled on this road again Thinking like the cosmonauts One hopes for oxygen And the other to keep hot from skin The air is getting smoky And the heat is overwhelming Of memories so much more than a memory Where will you run when this is through? Something's got to change in this world of ours We hold the sun without you Something's got to change We traveled on this road again Thinking like the cosmonauts Because the ground on this predictable stage The farther I get the more I want to leave The heat is overwhelming The air is getting smoky Of pretty constellations Where will you run when this is through? Something's got to change in this world of ours We hold the sun without you Something's got to change In a fragile place in this canyon Helpless floating, I told her I'd come back Countless hours that I'd trained Perfecting myself, awaiting to hit the pain And sometimes it's illusion When everything calls your name It's always confusion When you think things never change Where will you run when this is through? Something's got to change in this world of ours We hold the sun without you Something's got to change With every last breath I take I realize I wanted everything I needed to escape How in the world can it be Seems so clear for a moment How in the world