When the day goes night.
Ascend into the sky, we do.
When everything's not alright.
Ascend into the sky, we do.
This is not real life, you are in a blue dream.
If this was real life, they'd call it a daydream.
The lonely kids are tired of pretending.
Their last option awaits, descending.
Parents on a blind search for what is missing.
All they ever needed was to get away.
All they ever needed was to feel the wave.
All I ever wanted was to save them.
From all of the corruption and mayhem.
Life needs a button labeled "redo".
If we do, what different would we do?
You see, there's others that loathe you.
But they'll never know what it's like to be you.