Stare at the Ceiling

The pulse underneath your skin The fire that burns to defend A speck of significance Your throat cut on jagged pills We're dyin' to eat what we kill So do with that what you will What does it matter, anyway? The stars have infinite reaches We sleep right under their secrets Search them for higher meaning Or we just stare at the ceiling The world turns, as you expect Your lungs take in breath after breath A pattern that we connect You're caught in a stranglehold We're trying to do what we're told The rest is a miracle What does it matter, anyway? The stars have infinite reaches We sleep right under their secrets Search them for higher meaning Or we just stare at the ceiling We just stare at the ceiling Everyone is lookin' up Everyone is lookin' up Everyone is lookin' up Everyone is lookin' up (up, up, up) Everyone is lookin' up (up, up, up) The stars have infinite reaches The stars have infinite reaches We sleep right under their secrets Search them for higher meaning (stare at the ceiling) The stars have infinite reaches We sleep right under their secrets (up, up, up) Search them for higher meaning (up, up, up) Or we just stare at the ceiling (at the ceiling) Everyone is lookin' up Everyone is lookin' up (yea)