Freedom feels a lot like fear when you're standing in the rain
Under the radar and out the door
off the grid again

and the moon goes where ever it wants to
and my heart is pulling the trigger
and I'm going off the grid again

Turn around and face the sun
break the bonds of time and run
my back's against the wall..and I'm about to fall
off the grid again

I feel like I should fly away
but my feet won't leave the ground
through the fire and through the rain
I can hear those siren sounds

I chased my tail to the promised land
...off the grid again