A pillar of a past life,
Clinging on trying to feel brand new,
Once first but now last,
A previous broadcast,
Said some say they'll try,
But they won't walk in another man's shoes,
Bare foot on the same grass,
Looked through the same glass,
All your life,
In the same glue I'm free to be wherever I'm from,
I'm free to be wherever I'm from,
In the same glue I'm free to leave whenever I want,
To be wherever I'm from,
You made peace on the dry land,
But peace made you feel so blue,
Your skin starts changing,
The months start to cave in,
Are the pearly gates broken?
If sliding doors lead to heaven,
Then hold your hands out for,
Everything no-one wants again,
In the same glue I'm free to be wherever I'm from,
I'm free to be wherever I'm from,
In the same glue I'm free to leave whenever I want,
To be wherever I'm from.