Souvenirs

Can you hear the sound As we take the pill They whisper in our ears Offer a souvenir As it spirals out And the daylight stills Moving through the years Collecting souvenirs Anticipation grows It use to be so quiet now I'm getting higher And I'm feeling the drag To come back down The pressures on and I'm caught in the middle Am I high enough To come out of my skin As I hit the ground The moments gone and I'm caught in the middle If we look back now Would our minds be still Looking at what they share Like it's a souvenir It's not the first time That we're stuck here Living with our fears Collecting souvenirs Anticipation grows As we feel the thrill Through the thin veneer Of these souvenirs Take a look outside It use to be so quiet now I'm getting higher And I'm feeling the drag To come back down The pressures on and I'm caught in the middle Am I high enough To come out of my skin As I hit the ground The moments gone and I'm caught in the middle It used to be so quiet As I come back down I'm getting higher And I'm feeling the drag To come back down The pressures on and I'm caught in the middle Am I high enough To come out of my skin As I hit the ground The moments gone and I'm caught in the middle