It starts out like a season in reverse A way to set your mind above and over words Attached means identity Erases things so how can we record? Distress call code-word is "I wanna live" He makes it up as he goes and it goes away To places he can only hide in other peoples' minds He makes it up as he goes It goes away Your rational mind's insane Taste the sound you make The light from the sun The story that never gets old The light from the sun is your mother Attached means identity Erases things so why should we? Distress call code-word is "I wanna live" He makes it up as he goes, it goes away To places he can only hide in other peoples' minds He makes it up as he goes With an effortless smile you prevade to me And in-between aisles They would say you stare to see With an effortless smile you prevade to me Always in-between aisles optimistic daring me Would you trade your soul for gold? Would you trade your soul? Would you trade?