Lyrics Suite 8 - Dyne Side

Don't mind the kitchen with no clocks there's a matter of time in this
And it's well spent till the mornings missed
We need to get out of this place
And get some sun on this face

Contact, human race
We are alive and breathing
Contact, tiny space
We are alone in this place

Just then, when we saw things that we missed
And I don't really care
The place where we belong
Is somewhere up there
Just then, when we thought we were the dead
We made it out alive
And it's to no surprise
This door has an outside

There's a darkness to this room
Don't pay mind to the gloom
The lights will be on soon
And if there's a moment you'll hear it you'll say it We gotta get out
We gotta get out
So get out

Contact, human race
We are alive and breathing
Contact, tiny space
We are alone in this place

Just then, when we saw things that we missed And I don't really care,
The place where we belong
Is somewhere up there
Just then, when we thought we were the dead
We made it out alive
And it's to no surprise
This door has an outside

Around and around and around
These doors we go we make
Them all the same but we know
Around and around Around
We go we say these doors
Will be the things that will let us go, they will let us go
They won't let us go
They wont let us go
They won't let us go
We got to get out
We got to get out
We got to get out

Just then, when we saw things that we missed And I don't really care
The place where we belong
Is somewhere up there
Just then, when we thought we were the dead We made it out alive
And it's to no surprise
This door has an outside.