Days seem shorter than they are   Finished counting all the stars   Feel the gears wind down again   Another pay check to cash in   May the lord of flesh and bone   Leave you some to call your own   As we slowly feel our way   Through another shapeless day      Up the hill to sow some seed   Nostalgia's warmth is all we need   Past disappointments turn to steam   We're superheros, in our dreams   Throw the radio up high   Watch it drown out half the sky   Synaesthesia coloured blue   Aquaman knows what to do