Sanoja: Echobelly. Gravity Pulls. Gravity Pulls.

Satellites fall away
Avery time i close my eyes
The sum of my own denial
Echoes for a thousand miles

Gravity pulls
Shadows on the runway
Sent to battle over me
Layers in reality

I?ll find an open road
Sleep out on the back seat
I need to see the sky
The colour of the blue sea
I could be gone a while

We have come a long way
Further than our reason lies
All that still survives is stranger than we realize

I?ll find an open road
Sleep out on the back seat
I need to see the sky
The colour of the blue sea
I could be gone a while

Gravity pulls
Falling from a stolen high
I?m out of the will that i put in
Nothing more to hide behind

I?ll find an open road
Sleep out on the back seat
I need to see the sky
The colour of the blue sea
I could be gone a while

I need to see the sky