Well I'm heading back to pack a bag To head out on the road To take away what I know is mine And I'm running down and past the yellow house With Joe into the breeze where no one seems to care
And I'm feeling the pull Dragging me off again And I'm feeling so small Against the sky tonight
Well stories of an open light And every time we work ourselves up into a rage We smash and grab And pull the handle no one says but everybody Wants to be the one just climbing out
And I'm feeling the pull Dragging me off again And I'm feeling so small Against the big sky tonight Tonight, yeah
And I'm feeling the pull Dragging me off again And I'm feeling so small Against the big sky tonight
And I'm feeling the pull Dragging me on again And I'm feeling so small Against the big moon sky tonight Tonight, oh