Almost moved to Santa Fe

Turns out it's too far away from my love

You can find me now and then here, gawking at this church

From the 16th century

That's a lot of war and peace gone by

Look at those conquistadors with all the blood they've spilled

Life is a thrill to the end

It sticks with me now and then

How far we go

How far we go

Into the void

Out of control

I barely made out alive

Off of the twenty-five highway

Looked up, and headlights, they were tearing through my lane

Sometimes, the thrill gives you pain

Sometimes, we need the strain

To see where we've come

And how far we'd go

Into the void

Out of control

If you should call my name

Speak to me clear and plain, my love

I may never be the same, but yours I always will

Life is a thrill

Sticks with you till the end

The end of the road

Out from the cold

Into the void

Out of control

Out of control

Into the void

Out of control