When you're tired and lonely and filled up with hate

You finally get to heaven, there's a sign on the gate

Saying "Closed for the weekend, but come visit us soon

If you've come this far north, why don't you visit the moon?"

There's a long way to go when you're falling

And we spin like a sycamore seed to the earth

And I almost heard somebody calling

I'm holding too tightly

Don't let me look down

Don't let me look down

All the power and the glory, the whores and the saints

Could we talk it all out over coffee someday?

And what about my mother and what about faith?

I long to arrive, but I don't like the place

And it's fine, but I just can't believe you

And it's fine that there's nobody coming for me

So why don't you just take a seat too

And hold on tightly?

Don't let me look down

Don't let me look down

And I wish I was able to heal you

Whatever I say, you can see through

And I hope that you find what you need to

Of course you do

It was all for you

When you're tired and weary and running on grace

You finally get to heaven, there's a sign on the gate

Saying "Closed forever, we've run out of room

But if you've come this far north, you should really visit the moon"

Visit the moon

Visit the moon

Visit the moon