Brick Moon
Album: Maps
By: Soapbox Army
By: Soapbox Army
Duration
2:56
Genres
Lyrics
You claim, to see, new stars (But) gotta sit back, don’t worry bout it Ya know What it is, and that’s all there is You claim, to hear, from Mars (But) gotta sit back, don’t worry bout it Ya know What it is, and that’s all there is And the X marks the spot on these treasures And it’s all that we can take of these measures But ya gotta hold it in, until we all go A child-like point of view It’s all we knew To aspire to This man, went back, in time Cured a young man, was ailing but he’s No more Lived the life, till he was 95 Imagine, these friends, of mine Got a new one, I’m talking to him In my mind Never seen him, with that I’m fine And the X marks the spot on these treasures And it’s all that we can take of these measures But ya gotta hold it in, until we all go A child-like point of view It’s all we knew To aspire to A child-like point of view No map, no clue An unexpired youth