Текст песни

The kids conspire

And leave their bodies on the ground

Their minds get high

And they are never coming down, down

Little girl, you gotta do what Simon says

With a crown of clovers on your head

Little boy, you gotta be the Superman

Can't you see our future's in your hands?

Take me all the way up

The kids conspire

To be explosions in the sky

Their dreams collide

And spread into this heart of mine, I

Yellow sun, you are the fire in my eyes

When tomorrow's weighing on my mind

Yellow bird, you are the warning sign I need

When the days are chasing after me

Take me all the way up

Tie a million feathers to my shoulder blades

And whatever the weather, take me all the way

And give me something sharp to pop this red balloon

Inhale the helium and take me to the moon

Tie a million feathers to my shoulder blades

And whatever the weather, take me all the way

Take me all the way up

The kids conspire

And leave their bodies on the ground

And they are never coming down

Авторы: Gary Paul Larsen, Josh Charles Hefner, Nora Katharine Patterson, Eric Bass, Thomas Onebane, Josh Wells Copyright: Hi Fi Asset Acquisition Co Lp Bmi, Hefner Joshua Publishing, Garylarsenroyalteeth, Norakp, Hammer Of Wells, Echo Bravo Music Llc