It starts out like a season in reverse
A way to set your mind above and over words
Attached means identity
Erases things so how can we record?

Distress call code-word is "I wanna live"
He makes it up as he goes and it goes away
To places he can only hide in other peoples' minds
He makes it up as he goes
It goes away

Your rational mind's insane
Taste the sound you make
The light from the sun
The story that never gets old
The light from the sun is your mother
Attached means identity
Erases things so why should we?

Distress call code-word is "I wanna live"
He makes it up as he goes, it goes away
To places he can only hide in other peoples' minds
He makes it up as he goes

With an effortless smile you prevade to me
And in-between aisles
They would say you stare to see
With an effortless smile you prevade to me
Always in-between aisles optimistic daring me
Would you trade your soul for gold?
Would you trade your soul?
Would you trade?