Woorden: Pavers (The). Local 1500. Silver Moon.

Foolish daydreams at nighttime, talk to the moon
Outside my lurks my future
Can?t close my eyes cause it might come
And I?d miss it for sleeping, that would be shameful
Dad made sure I?m ready to snatch it up.
Mom made me grateful for the chance.

To earn what I really need
Don?t dare go to sleep

Opportunity knocks but once, and sometimes she where?s a glove.

Scary nightmares, important cause they keep you ready
Or else you?d be happy and content
And grin like a lovesick idiot.

Think Einstein split atoms while
He was fast asleep? I seriously doubt it.

Got to get ready I need a shower. I?ve got commitments
Got to drain the ocean by lunchtime
I?ll make the sky fall by afternoon.
You?ll have to excuse me silver moon.