out of the vapor into the ether
she’s not a faker I’m a believer
all of the lost in the city of doom
hate to get stuck tied to their rooms
making their way in a harmless balloon
we’ve got to get back
back to the moon
got to get back
out of the sunlight into the dark night
show me a new world waiting for high tide
hitching a ride on the highway to ruin
singing a song way out of tune
running away with a cup and a spoon
we’ve got to get back