 First the earth was flat
But it fattened up when we didn't fall off
Now we spin laps around the sun
All the gods lost to one
The host of heaven pointed out to us from lightyears away
We're surrounded by a billion galaxies
Things are not always
Things are not always how they seem
Will you be ready?
Will you be ready?
The interim of life
Has got you tiptoed and pinning all your hopes
On the top dog of dreams
You're not alone in this
The pollyfilla way looks strong in the weakness of the gaps
Things are not always
Things are not always how they seem
They don't turn out always
Don't quite turn out always how we think
Will we be ready?
Will we be ready?
I'm dying to know what's in your head
I'm dying to know how it all got in there
I'm dying to know to help make some sense of it all
I'm dying to know
Tell me, is it my fault?
I care about you, darling
And I care about you
'Cause I care about you
More than anyone else
Things are not always
Things are not always how they seem
They don't turn out always
Don't quite turn out always how we think
Will we be ready?
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