In every movie I watch from the 50s
There´s only one thought that swirls
Around my head now
And that´s that everyone there on the screen
Yeah, everyone there on the screen

Well, they´re all dead now
They´re all dead now

And it ain´t easy living above
And I can´t help but keep falling in love
With bones and ashes
With bones and ashes
And when the color is too bold and bright
I´m daydreaming in black and white
Until it passes
Until it passes

I wanna know the measure
From here to forever
And I wanna feel the pressure
Of God or whatever

Oh, these days it´s so hard to relax

You gotta hold a gun to my back
To make me smile
To make me smile
And the only way I seem to cope
Is by trying to hold onto hope
If just for a while
If just for a while

I wanna know the measure
From here to forever
And I wanna feel the pressure
Of God or whatever
Now it seems more than ever
There´s no hands on the levers
And I wanna feel the pressure
Of God or whatever

Only rollers keep rolling

While the searchers keep scrolling

I wanna know the measure
From here to forever
And I wanna feel the pressure
Of God or whatever
Now it seems more than ever
There´s no hands on the levers
And I wanna feel the pressure
Of God or whatever
Or whatever