Well I'm heading back to pack a bag

To head out on the road

To take away what I know is mine

And I'm running down and past the yellow house

With Joe into the breeze where no one seems to care

And I'm feeling the pull

Dragging me off again

And I'm feeling so small

Against the sky tonight

Well stories of an open light

And every time we work ourselves up into a rage

We smash and grab

And pull the handle no one says but everybody

Wants to be the one just climbing out

And I'm feeling the pull

Dragging me off again

And I'm feeling so small

Against the big sky tonight

Tonight yeah

And I'm feeling the pull

Dragging me off again

And I'm feeling so small

Against the big sky tonight

And I'm feeling the pull

Dragging me on again

And I'm feeling so small

Against the big moon sky tonight

Tonight oh