Morning paints the sky denim blue
Cottonwhite clouds tailgate the sun
sparkling set of sunrays crashing through
if beauty exists, I’ve just found it

I am heading home for the last time
I am heading home for the last time

Eternity Eternity
Eternally (Eternity)

Good times shifts to bad, so easily
Feel myself recede, back to infancy
Carbon paper suns made out of ink
All the magic blue, turn into gray

I’m not coming home for a last chance
I’m not coming home for a last chance

Air Supply No air supply
No air Supply No air supply

Running out of gas, eventually
Oxygenmask, strapped to my face
Carbon coloured lungs, polluted air
Mankind was too late with solutions

I am heading home for the last time
I am heading home for the last time

Final stage, the final stage
the final state the final state
Air Supply No air supply
No air Supply No air supply

(I can’t breathe, it’s so hard to breathe)