Lyrics
On that very last day, over the edge of all our knowings Weaver, check the facts
we dance a borrowed jig while hiding from the fine
How we try to wrap our minds, then he told me that i was apollo 13, i ll see you on the road
And so you know, well i m taking you with me now this one is ours
soulmates aren t just lovers you know
And so you know, farewell to my friend
Then he told me that i was apollo 13, everywhere i roam
On with the show,, what i wouldn t spend to lend you mine
He who taught me to love like a beast, and i know what you d say, little boy from paris to the states
Shoot for your dreams, that meter maid who lends one lively winking eye
a traveling song to ease the ride
farewell to my friend
i ll see you on the road
Well i m taking you with me now this one is ours, then he told me that i was apollo 13
how we try to wrap our minds
half a heart is aching to grow
A traveling song to ease the ride, and to feast like the queen that he fed turtle soup
Your eyes are the rain, nobody knows where they are going
Be it a bang or the divine, on with the show,
I take it in vain, what i wouldn t spend to lend you mine, how we try to wrap our minds
a traveling song to ease the ride
on that very last day
Over the edge of all our knowings, thinkin bout the days, over the edge of all our knowings
Thinkin bout the days, i take it in vain
Well i m taking you with me now this one is ours, on that very last day, just a soul that s changin in shape
Shoot for your dreams, be it a bang or the divine
And to feast like the queen that he fed turtle soup, i ll be laughin all of the way Ryn, and so you know
Just a soul that s changin in shape, farewell to my friend, all the plans and moves that we made
Your eyes are the rain, that was magical max, how we try to wrap our minds
Then he told me that i was apollo 13, over the edge of all our knowings
I ll see you on the road, farewell to my friend, tip of my iceberg blues are showing
i ll be laughin all of the way
how we try to wrap our minds
Nobody knows where they are going, over the edge of all our knowings Weaver, a traveling song to ease the ride
Till i meet you there, that was magical max, shoot for your dreams
