Oh my god my spreading wings, Are falling over everyone, And gravity is pulling harder every day
Checks and balances, checks and balances, I need some over head room and To think that they are
watching us, This is an echo, You are my song, And if you want me, You know where to find me
This is an echo, The economical arithmetic of autobiographical, Information that i'm feeding you
is priceless, It's unofficial but i miss you, In a brilliant way, We all shine on, If I am magnificent me
Then I need the anthem to bleed, And if I can't have it no one will.
Lyrics as per the booklet
Oh my god my spreading wings, Are falling over everyone, And gravity is pulling harder every day Checks and balances, checks and balances, I need some over head room and To think that they are watching us, This is an echo, You are my song, And if you want me, You know where to find me This is an echo, The economical arithmetic of autobiographical, Information that i'm feeding you is priceless, It's unofficial but i miss you, In a brilliant way, We all shine on, If I am magnificent me Then I need the anthem to bleed, And if I can't have it no one will.