Burned out my mind's eye, pushed as far as it would go
Walk from the highstreets to a ditch that no one knows
Made my way back, I scratched the soils of the earth
Between hidden divisions and a blindness to the desert
But they never really caught me
My gut says they never will
Last time I checked I was still standing
Always on some windowsill
Burned bright like a comet but afraid of where I'd land
Being human was a blur, just too many demands
But the wings that I melted, they could grow back again
The night's still not over, the wheel is still in spin
But they never really caught me
My gut says they never will
Last time I checked I was still standing
Always on some windowsill
Yeah they never really caught me
My gut says they never will
Last time I checked I was still standing
Always on some windowsill
