It's not the pain I'm used to it I'ts feeling like I'm already dead I see from the ceiling a misty spirit Rising from a place in my head And I never even get to go down Down in flames
I said friend you have a life to see Why do you scare me so All the suffering's a mystery to me I can't even pretend to know So you'll never even get to go down Down in flames
We had plans to explore the stars Be rejected by stage door guards Mining for gold as the time unreels Not stifling behind suburban wheels Not stifling behind suburban wheels
The plan was too burn up when the air was clear We'd all wear our visors down An arcwelder spark in the atmosphere Not this man sized hole in the ground
Now your father's face is frozen between anger and tears Your mother's hair's amazingly gray And I'm seeing these friends for the first time in years It's icicle reunion day
And you never even got to go down Down in flames You never even got to go down Down in flames
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