There's a reason for the ritual
I'm gonna need you in my life
There's a reason for the ritual
I need to make sense of what is so difficult
Stars in my purpose, I feel so minuscule
I interview so well
And die in the first season
I really need help
Humbly you believe
There's a reason for the ritual
I'm gonna need you in my life
I see heaven through a telescope
You just close your eyes
I need to make sense of what is so difficult
Stars in my purpose, I feel so minuscule
I interview so well
And die in the first season
I really need help
Humbly you believe
Steady my hand, pray nobody break my stride
These lights are moving, and I'll be right on time
Free from the cure
Free from ideology
Free from the words
Free from apologies
Steady my hand