In your revelation   In the symphony   there you stood   in your own delirium      and all your satellites   are fragments here   i feel a little crushed   and out of control   And all your gravity   it`s meant to bring you down   makes me feel so crushed   and out of control      oh your velocity   how can it really be   part of the symmetry   if every moment   connects the next   and every moment affects you   not what it`s meant to be   part of the scenery      and all your satelights   are fragmented   i feel a little crushed   and out of control   and all your gravity   it`s meant to bring you down   makes me feel so crushed    and out of control      part of your destiny   hold on here   not what it`s meant to be   give me something to believe in   part of the scenery   wishing your alchemy   would turn dust to gold   but your not easily crushed   not easily crushed