| And I've been with the vultures and the zeroes, | |
| High flying captain nemos, | |
| And I say, what are you doing today, toasting the skyline, or the ninth wave, | |
| What you believe has no light, and it's your fault | |
| Surfing past them, someone tell me when to stop, | |
| One or the other, see who's coming out on top, | |
| My eyes have seen your glory fade away, | |
| You try real hard to snatch you up a couple of miracles | |
| And I'll come home, be a better man, if you promise not to follow, | |
| And now, before it has begun, wherever you are from, you can go but you can't come | |
| And what you believe has no light, and it's your fault | |
| Surfing past them, someone tell me when to stop, one or the other, | |
| See who's coming out on top, my eyes have seen your glory fade away, | |
| You try real hard to snatch you up a couple of miracles | |
| And what you believe has no light | |
| Surfing past them, someone tell me when to stop, one or the other, | |
| See who's coming out on top, my eyes have seen your glory fade away, | |
| You try real hard to snatch you up a couple of miracles |