They always tell you to reach for the sky
But I'm here to tell you that this is a lie
You're already reaching as far as you can
For all of the things that you cannot get
All we want in this ridiculous life
Are things that deny us of sensible sight
We reach out to grab and they just pull away
But we come right back and try again the next day
As babies we look up to people who hold
Our lives in their hands until we grow old
Brothers and sisters just pay you no mind
And no one else gives you the day or the time
But still do we love and we cherish the thought
Of the day when they'll love us back for how we fought
Attention attention give it to me now
I seek validation, will you show me how?
I can't move on, I cannot stay here
I can't get away, but I cannot get near

Tell me, baby
How can I get back in your mind?
Will you love me?
Will you show what I've sought to find?
When you show me
I will just move on to the next
But it's okay
Because I'm programmed just like the rest, yes
I'm programmed just like the rest

Nothing ever ends we come back time and time again
Round and round this carousel goes
It always gets faster and never goes slow
Lighting strikes twice or more times in one spot
If it's decided that it should get hot
Everything cycles, we're all so insane
Expecting new results when we try the same
How can we hope to move forward if
We can't just jump off this revolving ski lift
I grow old, and yet older still
I find out new wisdom but repeat my fails
I always learn, but never retain
I cannot escape, the cycle remains

We search outer space, we search in the deep
We're lookin for somethin that no one has seen
Push out the boundaries and widen the search
We'll find out there somewhere what's not here on earth
But we no need look further than inside ourselves
In our hearts, souls, and minds we need to delve
It's deeper and darker there than anywhere
In a lifetime you still won't find all that is there
We search history and try not to repeat
But we just cannot help it, 'cause we need to see
We believe that we do things differently
But we repeat it all down to a 't'
Stubbornness, fear, and a blind confidence
Grabs us all by the hand and makes us dance
But we don't want to be at this strange ball
Because our feet might trip us and make us fall