Here we divide No future in mind Just our history Being history Being history Your future self is watching you right now, Through your memories I will become you You will become me Disconnected at the most Still in touch amongst the stars In pieces In the sand You are dust On separate beaches Separate beaches In peace amongst the stars We're not very far, We're not very far Piece by piece we sit in the sand On separate beaches Staring at the Same star We fell in love beneath Travelled once around in each Others touch Once alive on an honest trip My psyche lies and kills Your grip Just give me gas and I'll light it up I make my sticks Telling time with you light at the dimmest point in the day When they earth sits grey beneath the sky, So out of touch Just give me gas and I'll stir this cup Swim the ocean just to see you swirl When those tears carve those canyons in Your skin The Earth gains colour again The sun The fun to be inside You Just taste the freedom as our colours paint an angry black Unpressured patience on a printing press of your face Just give me gas and I'll make this turn Climb a mountain just to watch you burn My memories of you are gold The blue, The black, the bold I pray on a wishbone I pray on