Chasing The Sun

It's a really old city
Split between the dead and the living
So I thought to myself
Sitting on a graveyard shelf
As the echo of heartbeats
From the ground below my feet
Filled a cemetery in the center of Queens.

I started running the maze of the names and the dates
Some older than others
The skyscrapers, little tombstone brothers
With Manhattan behind her
Three million stunning reminders
Built a cemetery in the center of Queens.

You said, remember that life is not meant to be wasted
We can always be chasing the sun!
So fill up your lungs and just run
We'll always be chasing the sun.

So how do you do it
With just words and just music
Capture the feeling
That my earth is somebody's ceiling
Can I deliver in sound
The weight of the ground
Of a cemetery in the center of Queens.

There's a history through her
Sent to us as a gift from the future
To show us the proof
More than that, it's to dare us to move
And to open our eyes
And to learn from the sky
From a cemetery in the center of Queens.

You said, remember that life is not meant to be wasted
We can always be chasing the sun!
So fill up your lungs and just run
We'll always be chasing the sun.

All we can do is try
And live like we're still alive.

It's a really old city
Split between the dead and the living
So I thought to myself
Sitting on a graveyard shelf
And the gift of my heartbeat
Sounds like a symphony
Played by a cemetery in the center of Queens.

You said, remember that life is not meant to be wasted
We can always be chasing the sun!
So fill up your lungs and just run
We'll always be chasing the sun.

All we can do is try
And live like we're still alive.

All we can do is try
And live like we're still alive.