Lyrics:

I was a robot and you were a star
You played a symphony, I played guitar
All that I wanted: a satellite dream
A way to be solid, a way to be seen

Burn all the pieces
Take your receipt, this
Reverie was never really mine
I start disassembling
All of the small things
And realize it wasn’t meant to fly

You were the pilot and I was the wings
Made up of x-rays of various things
All that I wanted: a run that was clean
A landing so solid - you’d know what I mean

Burn all the pieces
Take your receipt, this
Reverie was never really mine
I start disassembling
All of the small things
And realize it wasn’t meant to fly

I was a passenger, you were the queen
Waiting in line for the ship christening
Copy the order and make for the sky
Who said this body was not made to fly

Ready for take off - I got my guitar
You say the constellation isn’t far
But all the x-rays inhibit my sight
Cancel the signal and the cancel flight

Burn all the pieces
Take your receipt, this
Reverie was never really mine
I start disassembling
All of the small things
And realize it wasn’t meant to fly

Burn all the pieces
Take your receipt, this

Burn all the pieces
Take your receipt, this
Burn all the pieces
Take your receipt, this
Fuselage was never mine