Universe

Feet on the ground feel so boring. My head's in the clouds always soaring. They say come down, but I'm ignoring. This feeling inside is pouring. Up is the way I wanna be. Down is just not for me. This feeling inside is pouring. The world spins fast, a blur of colors. I'm a kite on the wind, No others. Gravity's a drag, No lovers. Just me and the sky, my brothers, Brothers. This feeling inside is pouring. Up is the way I wanna be. This feeling inside is pouring. This feeling inside is Pouring.