Jupiter

the metronome was wrong again
my heart has surely gone and skipped a beat
now the rhythm is all right
and i can understand your point of view

jupiter this city is so bright
the kind of light that spots your eyes with white
jupiter your beauty doesn't mind
to be the center of my universe
jupiter you're seemingly so right for me

your blood is sweet like wine
and until i run out of vine
i'll keep my seat on the edge of your mind
dead in the vine of love
well, visit me in my dreams tonight

i keep my seat on the edge

Write a letter to yourself about yourself:
Boring us with every detail
Someday I'd like to land
- as bitter as I am -
Nothing affects me anymore

There's something when all the efforts
You have made are hiding in your room,
While everyone else,
Continues to stand
Exactly
Where I most belong

Innuendo
And out the other

We cast our lines in to an ocean
Of future cluttering its waters
Calling in more than we can swallow

There's something when all the efforts
You have made are hiding in your room,
While everyone else,
Continues to stand
Exactly
Where I most belong

Innuendo
And out the other