love's a material   take me on   sun rambles overshare   we don't have long      hold on tight   the stars are going out   love the next moon   the hard shine weighs me down      keep it together man   i can't be wrong   i'm always paranoid   i don't belong      don't go, whisper to me   we don't have time for tv   i'll stop predicting debris   if we don't have to be three      the stars are going out   love the next room   before it spun around      i'll stop my joking   if we move on   i'm not a patient boy   but i'll be strong