Galileo was bluffing It's just a mess out here There's no compass to guide us Through the flashes of violence and fear ♪ Pinball and a motor hall Black kettle in a riptide Sand bleeds through our fingers If time said it stood still, it lied ♪ You will get the best of me Worlds collide into recipe for disaster Sweet disaster ♪ Birthmark on a crow's foot Kilimanjaro or bust There are no mountains to move here You just do what you say what you must ♪ You will get the best of me Worlds collide into recipe for disaster Sweet disaster ♪ You will get the best of me Worlds collide into recipe for disaster Sweet disaster, sweet Light-years and a pocket watch You can't get close enough To the rhythm of solitude Ashes to ashes to dust