[Verse 1]
There it was the land of decay
We should pack our things and run away
Rest in the quicksand
Shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand
Sink slowly not take flight
Let silence take us at daylight
Take a deep breath as we go, as we go

[Chorus]
Wanting higher
(Higher up)
Wanting higher up
(Higher up)
Wanting higher
(Higher up)
’Til morning forces us to climb back down
I’d rather stay, I’d rather let us drown