so they tell me i m the fool am i waiting in the pool or am i in an old mirage in a cold garage everyone will take a side with the remnants of my bride out somewhere in the desert dunes like a lost balloon you can say it s just pretend but the counting in my head keeps ticking and it never ends like a faithful friend i ve got this feeling this thing s gonna fly we ve got good bones to finally build an empire it s the same old tired scene so i take your jubilee believe in something of a miracle wanting something more if i promised you the world would you trade your soul for the gold and follow in the darkened fog with the howling dogs  i ve got this feeling this thing s gonna fly we ve got good bones to finally build an empire i ve got this feeling this thing s gonna go we ve got good bones to finally make an home and with the eagles soaring wild away can t fight our wings we ll stand the hurricane i sold my everything oh can t you see no one can stop us if you trust me i ve got this feeling maybe you and i we ve got good bones to finally build an empire