I admit there's a pull I've been feeling
Turning circles around
More than one way to go when I'm leaving
Torn apart by the sound
Looking up and the heavens are empty
Vertigo from the view
I feel the floor fall apart right beneath me
And I can see through the ruse
Looks like the rumors are true
I can't rely on the stuff dreams are made of
Can't hold my breath till I'm blue
The house made out of bricks turns to powder
Falling two by two
Looks like the rumors are true
I'm a link in a chain that's been broken
A signal lost in the noise
I am nothing but dust floating freely
I am gravity's toy, spinning free in the void
I admit there's a pull I've been feeling
Turning circles around
More than one way to go when I'm leaving
Torn apart by the sound