Twenty Thousand Leagues

My mirror looks like a window some days I'm still surprised when who I see walks away The night comes, the night goes The light stays the same Sun lacks a routine, and landscapes all change Wanna be the person that reads books on trains Writes like I'm wondering what Jules Verne would say I don't wanna leave here, but I do want to escape Sometimes And oh Only victor's stories are told But we're weighed down by gold And if all of our dreams were matches We would all be down twenty thousand leagues If they would all land on our hands Like butterflies We would stand still And hope they never leave Hmm I'm learning how to get around This dark ocean floor There's no lower, they've told me But I'm still wanting more What if the center of the earth Doesn't rock me to my core? Will I be too far gone? But oh Only victor's stories are told But we're weighed down by gold And if all of our dreams were matches We would all be down twenty thousand leagues If they would all land on our hands Like butterflies We would stand still And hope, hope And oh, if this whole idea Is an anchor We'll always be down twenty thousand leagues If it would just land on our hands Like butterflies We would stand still And hope it never leaves Hmm