Pacific

Tape this heart down.
Hold my head so I can see the ground.
Throw me on the floor so I can sleep again.
How long can I believe I’m just one who wants to be.
How long?
How long must I believe?
If I lose my sight?
If my mind’s away?
If I have no fight?
How long must I believe?
The city I gotta leave is the city I run to.
If I touch the sky I know you’ll fall away from here.
If I touch the sky I know you’ll fall away from me.
If I touch the sky how long can I believe?
The city I gotta leave is the city I run to.
The feeling I gotta leave is the feeling I run to.
When I feel alone I feel alright.