oh so close yet so far away   green horizon over bends and turns   i'm killing me to get to you   i've reached my last point of view   please be real because i can't stand this hell   visions dance where's that promised land   i'm killing me to get to you   i've reached my last point of view   (i can't help myself to it, can't help myself to it)   i'm wondering how could this be   i thought i knew what was true   (i can't help myself to it, can't help myself to it)   five dollar bills they can't make me seem more true   did the sky fall down i want off this planet now   now i see the rockets red glare   up on this space station   this frequency in the land of dinosaurs   found the visions of many men of old   we are free   why can't we   hang around on clouds now   you me and this whole world