Waiting for the end I'm on a summer day My brain is melting with the smell of the sun I'll find a way Laid down on the floor I feel empty more The streaming of my thoughts under the sun I'll find a way It's not a fake I'm on a summer day I can't imagine how it ends I'll find a way Time flows away I'm on the long delay I could have been floating away I'll find a way I'm still chasing emptiness in its space In its space In its space In its space Laid down on the floor I feel empty more The streaming of my thoughts under the sun I'll find a way It's not a fake I'm on a summer day I can't imagine how it ends I'll find a way I'm still chasing emptiness in its space In its space In its space In its space In its space Somewhere I can melt into the blue Somewhere I can melt into the blue