Twelve Hour Turn - This Papermill Is Getting to Me lyrics

And i saw stars, contrasting blues, and a red wrap you One more beat of my heart towards biological pacemaker stress It turns out we've got deadlines to meet just like the rest Alarm clocks will force me to take my rightful age And i saw stars, blues, a red and you And i want to want to stay But wishes are not suitable means For you were holding hands But these stars suddenly turned this body's sense of trying to hold reason But i still chose I still chose you And i saw stars untrue Maybe we could see this city Together, for what it really is Forever and ever Maybe we could see disinterest and apathy as not so unique