I've been dreaming of sailing away I'll build a boat out of paper-mâché No belongings of any concern I will be gone long before you return How can you try to hold on to? Names unequipped with a face Look closely behind the ones in your mind And safely, beside the one that your heart believes You're breathing life into brown paper bags You set one down, so I took a drag I can feel you in my lungs Think my heart might jump the gun Who would you like to hold on to? And who would you like to erase? Cause I can't decide, my heart and my mind They don't think straight; they don't think straight We've been very obsessed with the time Picking the scabs that have grown from our minds The world is a wonderful place I wish I were there. I just can't get excited about space We've been so damn obsessed with the time Picking the scabs that have grown from our minds The world is a wonderful place I wish I were there. I just can't get excited about space Can't get excited about space Now who would you like to hold on to? And who would you like to erase?