Fantasising about the future
Holding on to the fun of the past
Hypnotised by the lure
It pulls me in sometimes but never lasts

Somewhere in between
My reality and my dreams
Some nights above them both
Some days so far below

When I'm occupied
I don't have to think to breathe
As long as I'm making better memories
Cos these things last as far as I can see
When I'm up at night
And I'm sinking in these sheets
And thinking of these memories
Yeah these things last as far as I can see

This is how it works, this is how I learn
I've got dime to make for when I've got time to burn
I've got things to do and I've got things to see
Running on my own time
My imagination's mine
This place is not the world
The world's outside

When I'm occupied
I don't have to think to breathe
As long as I'm making better memories
Cos these things last as far as I can see
When I'm up at night
And I'm sinking in these sheets
And thinking of these memories
Yeah these things last as far as I can see

When I'm occupied
I don't have to think to breathe
As long as I'm making better memories
Cos these things last as far as I can see
When I'm up at night
And I'm sinking in these sheets
And thinking of these memories
Yeah these things last as far as I can see