This spaceship I’m in has got a thin skin
All the marks on its shell you can tell where I’ve been
I will keep running and i will still bleed
Cut up from the weeds
The wild and untamed ones
I’m gonna pick myself up
I’m gonna pick myself up
I’m gonna pick myself up off this ground
And have a look around
And I wish the bad thoughts would fade far away
And I wish the wild wolves would sleep for a day
And I wish the tight rope would finally give
So we’d learn how to live falling together
I’m gonna pick myself up
I’m gonna pick myself up
I’m gonna pick myself up off this ground
And have a look around
I get lost in the night
I get lost in the night
I get lost in the night but I know I’m gonna find my way home