Lyric

Outrunning space and time, it is the race of a generation

Reaching for heights sublime, don’t wanna waste our acceleration, yeah

Desperation

Outside the winter warms, a perfect storm of misinformation

We’re weathering the fall, coming back for a restoration

Bending with the blows and mending as we go

I gotta let you know, I’ll never ever turn away

We’ve a chance to make this dance last, we’re not castaways

Throw the die, I’ll be back again for our getaway

I won’t toe the line

Aspire to death-defy, until we get to our destination

Feeling the undertow, going up in our estimation

Bending with the blows and mending as we go

I gotta let you know, I’ll never ever turn away

We’ve a chance to make this dance last, we’re not castaways

Throw the die, I’ll be back again for our getaway

I won’t toe the line

Destination Desperation