There is the starting line, the starting gun   And it's "On your marks, get set..."      So there goes my head again   And there goes my heart   There are my feet again   Still at the start      There is the line of thought, the fly you caught   And it's "On your marks, get set..."      So there goes my head again   And there goes my heart   There are my lips again   Trying to part      And it feels like fireworks or fighter planes   Light up the sky, they're shooting down the stars   And it looks like it's meaningful and it's meaningless   And it's in my head, it's tearing me apart      So there goes my head again   And there goes my heart   There are my feet again   Trying too hard      And it feels like fireworks or fighter planes   Light up the sky, they're shooting down the stars   And it looks like it's meaningful and it's meaningless   And it's in my head, it's tearing me apart      Sleep, why don't you sleep   Why don't you rest your head      And it feels like fireworks or fighter planes   Light up the sky, they're shooting down the stars   And it looks like it's meaningful and it's meaningless   And it's in my head, it's been there from the start