Wait for me if I don't show up   Take from me this hypocrite's cup   And somewhere around the world   Someone would love to have my first-world problems   Kill the moon, turn out the sun   Lock your door and load your gun   Free at least, yeah the time has come      Man makes God so God can make man   Man makes the devil so that he can understand   Why is it that everyday   Everything always turns out this way   You and me, we were never here   You and me, we were not that clear   You and me, we died a long, long time ago      Don't think, just come along   I do believe that it won't be long   And everything's open all night and all day anyway   Build me a ship of wooden steel   Bring me a net and a fisherman's reel   Sail me to the place where I can find my brother   Sleeping sound      Wait for me if I don't show up   Take from me this hypocrite's cup   And kill the moon, turn out the sun   The mission's over      Flying through the wind   I'm flying   I'm flying   I'm flying   I'm flying