The Route to Andromeda

Remember how things used to be

Guiltless curiosity

Browsing through dancefloor mazes

For lush eyelinered gazes

It's so easy to make believe

We were too young to see it

There are seventeen reasons I cannot deny

But I think

Don't think

Don't panic

Catch a bug on the fly

Make the weight light

I know it's not easy to keep me

Slipping through your fingers

Locked up in a bubble

Dreams of red every night

I keep reaching for the sun

Hangin' round after hours

Holding hands with a monster

Hold my breath for the clouds

I'm wishing hard for an end

There was blood on her arms

And I felt so strange being part of it

But I just can't stop

I can't stop

I can't stop

You wonder why

I don't buy it

I just can't afford

To try and reach what is intangible

Oh, love

Yes is my favorite answer

Yes is my favorite answer

Yes is my favorite answer

What is the whitest thing on Earth?

Lend me a silly nickname

And I'll be calling you past 3am

It's not about you

It's the route to Andromeda

Oh, well, we can't go that far

We must stop

We must stop

We must stop

We must