[Verse 1]
Our great grandpa had a bucket of gold
Buried somewhere under his home
A deep image of paradise
Never disrupt the perfect order

[Chorus]
Over and over, what's real? A hand reaching towards the sun

[Verse 2]
My grandfather’s household appliances
Forever stuck on the wrong times

[Chorus]
When I fall asleep with the lights on, what spirit's hand comes to shut them off?