Fantasising about the future
Holding on the the front of the past
Hypnotise by the lure
It pulls me in sometimes
But never lasts

Somewhere in between
My reality and my dream
Somehow it's above them both
Some days so far below

When I'm occupied
I don't have to think to breathe
As long as I'm making better memories
Cos these things last as far as I can see
But when I'm up at night
And I'm sinking in these sheets
And thinking of these memories
Yea these things last as far as I can see

This is how it works
This is how I learn
I've got dime to make
For when I've got time to burn
I've got things to do
And I've got things to see
Running on my own time
My imaginations mine
This place is not the world
The world's outside

When I'm occupied
I dont have to think to breathe
As long as your making better memories
Cos these things last as far as I can see
But when I'm up at night
And I'm sinking in these sheets
And thinking of these memories
Yea these things last as far as I can see

When I'm occupied
I dont have to think to breathe
As long as your making better memories
Cos these things last as far as I can see
But when I'm up at night
And I'm sinking in these sheets
And thinking of these memories
Yea these things last as far is I can see