forty five evenings ive been watching the ceiling a shooting star ill tie a lasso to were all joining hands shut your eyes youll see better id like to see just how far i can get from you if they wont take me i guess ive got bigger problems dont dry your cheek as i go up in that green green light all that energy i will leave while ascending pack it up and tie an anchor to things i just wont need while im meeting our maker i am vessel i am now something new if they wont take me i guess ive got bigger problems dont dry your cheek as i go up in that green green light the sense of community the sounds of slowed breathing comparison colored i am finding truth if they wont take me i guess ive got bigger problems dont dry your cheek as i go up in that green green light