We've seen the lightning Far out at sea Walk down the beach and teach me
Everything leaves me Far out of reach We couldn't see the reason
Nothing sees me No one can hear me Somebody beam me up
Return of the old gods Nothing is new We have commands that feed us
No way of knowing What is in view Nothing's a secret genius
Nothing sees me No one can hear me Somebody beam me up
Drown in the sand there Down on one knee Nothing should be this easy
You were like white noise Pulling at me If only we'd known we'd blown it
Stand on a knife's edge Look at the view Think of the scene or leave it
Show me a clear sky Cut it in two Swallow us up and dream it
Nothing sees me No one can hear me Somebody beam me up
Beam me up
Beam me up
Compositores: David Maclean (PRS), James John Dixon (PRS), Thomas Andrew Grace (PRS), Vincent Patrick Neff (PRS)Editor: Because Editions (SACEM)ECAD verificado obra #25523794 em 03/Mai/2024