Sometime's it's hard to imagine
Your life in another time.
Feel you couldn't get there if you tried.
Remaining through all of the static
On the world's lifeline
Can make you feel like the care has died.
Thinking about the ones
Holding hearts up high and
The hope in the air
That keeps floating by,
It's pure fascination.
Sometimes we try to place the meaning
Of words that are misconstrued
Then harsh words pay the devil his due.
The bread of the hungry still need kneading
While the drink of the rich is already brewed.
There's only one thing that can change this mood.
It's...
Thinking about the ones
Holding hearts up high and
The hope in the air
That keeps floating by,
It's pure motivation.
It's pure fascination.