Lyrics

Rhythm is in the sky, blue to eyes if your arms are out wide can you fly
High above red haired dreams double stitched seams and perfect pitch
for the hell of it is why you try.
Can you get a break to get prospective.
If you stepped outside of your body would you not break,
or could you let, let your lungs open an exhale for joy,
exhale to balance, balance the girl and tip the boy.
Time is in your heart red streamline
valves are pumpin' forcing distorted time
Twisted like a tasty candy, forget and favor your fancy
to settle your itch for the hell of it is why you try
Can you get a break to get elected
if you stepped outside of your body would you not break or could you let,
let your lungs open and exhale for joy
exhale to balance, balance the girl and tip the boy
you sit so quietly, your heart is ready to attack.
You accept this mildly you just don't know where you're at
and I think it is time to let go and face the facts
that letting go is simply not where you want to be at
leaves were in the road like stars in the sky had to change a heart ask me why