Your head’s a bit cloudy, kid,

thinking ‘bout all the shit that could go wrong.

Like you’d be walking along, and the villain cuts the cord and the piano falls.

But you know that’s false, imagined fates, made up, no truth at all.

You need to slow down, and stop freakin’ out.

You’re up in the clouds right now, too concerned with what might happen next.

You’re only doing your best.

So who’s gunning for you, who would wanna break your neck?

It’s not cause and effect, it’s just mangled thoughts and manufactured stress.

You need to slow down, and stop freakin’ out.

Everyone can see you’re floating off the ground.

Up into the sky, you’re gone.

One day you may find you’re too far to be found.

Maybe it’s time to settle down.

I know that it’s tough right now to clear clouds from covering your eyes.

It’s not a simple fight.

It’s like cutting through cement with a butter knife.

Everyone can see you’re floating off the ground.

Up into the sky, you’re gone.

One day you may find you’re too far to be found.

Maybe it’s time to settle down.

Over and over and over again

Over and over and over again

Over and over and over again

Over and over again

Over and over and over again