Astronauts - Bry

Are you sick of all this change?

In a century that keeps feet so firmly off the ground

You can’t stand this place

Well, I’m with you till the end

So let us both go to outer space

With nothing but pens for what we’ll say

«When we come back…»

Sleepy thoughts, seeing us as astronauts

In your passenger seat I feel limitless

Success in the end, it all depends

On whether you’re still my oldest friend

On the days you’re suffering

Then the world is on my shoulders too

And if you ever died

I’d question going on without you

Would I make it till the end?

Would I bother going to outer space

With nothing but a broken mind to keep me safe

Would I come back?

Sleepy thoughts seeing us as astronauts

In your passenger seat I feel limitless

Success in the end, it all depends

On whether you’re still my oldest friend

Sleepy thoughts seeing us as astronauts

In your passenger seat I feel limitless

Success in the end, oh it all depends

On whether you’re still

On whether you’re still

My oldest.

Sleepy thoughts seeing us as astronauts

In your passenger seat I feel limitless

Success in the end, it all depends

On whether you’re still

My oldest friend