Here we are, with our running and confusion And I don't see no confusion anywhere And if London burns I'll be standing on the beach with my guitar I want to be in a band When I get to heaven Destiny, destiny protect me from the world Destiny, hold my

I can make it up, I can make it up Seek the surface Can we get anywhere? Paper thin paperweight Are we close enough? I can make it up Close enough? By not being perfect