Measure the Globe - Astronautalis

Sitting on a futon mat, in a squat in Darmstadt

Kevin Seconds said to me in passing

«Age never meant shit to me, It’s all about heart and stupidity»

I thought there’s no better way to live

We were on the steps in Brno

When she bit my lip and choked my throat

A hi-ball glass shattered above our heads

It seemed her lover listened through the walls

While we were kissing, arm in arm

I left and spent the night alone instead

I couldn’t tell you dear, which one whispers in my ear

The Devil or St. Andrew… but I know its time to go

I’m sure you’ve got a great theory

If I’m hunting something or its haunting me

I know there ain’t no right way to measure the globe

Oh no, oh no

I know what you dream of, I dream of it too

Of roads that are endless and rooms that are huge

Are these visions of heaven or nightmares I’m living?

All I know, is I’m scared of the truth

And if the world could end very soon

And all we’ve accomplished is moot

I’ll coat the carpet in gasoline

Strike our last match and leave

Before the whole house is consumed

So I’ll cover my hand in tattoos

I’ll kiss any woman that moves

There’s no Lord to forgive me

And physics is tricky

So all that I’m left with is you

So all that I’m left with is you

So all that I’m left with is you

I couldn’t tell you dear, which one whispers in my ear

The Devil or St. Andrew… but I know its time to go

I’m sure you’ve got a great theory

If I’m hunting something or its haunting me

I know there ain’t no right way to measure the globe

Oh no, oh no… oh no