Always see the same things.
Same shapes from the same angles.
Always say the same things.
Don't you?
We all want different faces
to save us from the ordinary.
We all need subtle changes
to get by.

So these are the times.
When we say we'll make this alive.
Turn your face up to the skies
and hold on, hold on.

Take this time and steal it.
Different lives in the shoes.
Take this heart and heal it.
Won't you?

So these are the times.
When we say we'll make this alive.
Turn your face up to the skies
and hold on, hold on.

These are times we're gonna make it alive. [x4]

So these are the times.
When we say we'll make this alive.
Turn your face up to the skies
and hold on, hold on.
[X2]

These are times we're gonna make it alive. [x4]