Gravity

History sits and she tells her stories

Bitter and twisted without power

Sitting watching feeding her jealous mouth

The future looks back to learn her lessons

Memories fade while experience beckons

I'm caught in the middle which way should I go

Gravity's pulling me, but heaven is calling me and

My head's spinning the world's twisted

My head's twisted the world's spinning

This generation is full of religion

Fed up with a diet of nothing

Give me the real thing flowing through my veins

This is the day, this is the hour

Show me the truth 'cause I want to be blinded

I want to run, which way should I go

Gravity's pulling me, but heaven is calling me

My head's spinning, the world's twisted

My head's twisted, the world's spinning round, and round

These are the days that we'll look back upon when we're old

Give me tomorrow 'cause I cannot wait another day