Here I am asleep in a hologram

My mind's a ghost

Prednisone to help stimulate his growth

The edge is close

Here we are sustained by a dying star

With time to kill

Breath by breath it's hopscotch to certain death

We're built to spill

Now for my next trick

I'll worry myself sick

I'll write it in sidewalk chalk

Across your whole street

I miss your soul

I miss your soul, soul, soul

It's time to grow

Here it is the chance to rebuild the bridge across the void

Blink by blink a balance of of feel

And think a life enjoyed

Now for my next wave

I'll focus myself brave

Retire my microscope

And check my baggage

And it's time to go

It's time to go, go, go

It's time to go

It's time to go, go go

It's time to go

Here I am asleep in a hologram

My mind's a ghost

I miss your soul

I miss your soul, soul, soul

It's time to go

It's time to go, go go

It's time to grow