How

Is that me at the wheel on a highway on the earth
 Tryna speed but the traffic's getting heavier
 Take it slow, take it easy, take it to the edge
 Not a joke, not a joke, I just find it funny, yeah
 Some voice from the upstaris calling down
 "Hey boys what do you hope for"
 Ooh, someday when the grass gets greener
 Look way up high then look way down, way down
 What a trip to confront the truth inside your heart
 Spilling out in the sunset glowing in the dark
 Fully honest, fully honest, fully honest with myself
 As I dive sideways and into the deep end till I drown
 Some voice from the dry land calling down
 "Hey boys what do you hope for"
 Someday when the sky gets bluer
 I'll lift my hands and shout so loud, so loud