if i just lay down on the floor
and hope i can’t fall any more
i look up in this dark room
it’s feeling like an ancient tomb

i’m not apollo, not some pretty greek god
not that new town in the desert with the old west facade
i’m real, i’m here
you might have to ask for something when i should just volunteer

but know this, please hear me now
you won’t find a truer promise, or a stronger spoken vow
know this, please hear me now
you won’t find a truer promise, or a stronger spoken vow

you might turn and walk away
i might curse up something mean
you can wash my mouth with bitter soap
and i’ll try to keep it clean

they never engraved us on some far-flung satellite
but we can launch and leave this far behind, let the sun re-ignite

i’m not apollo, not some pretty greek god
not that new town in the desert with the old west facade
i’m real, i’m here
you might have to ask for something when i should just volunteer

but know this, please hear me now
you won’t find a truer promise, or a stronger spoken vow
know this, please hear me now
you won’t find a truer promise, or a stronger spoken vow