Miles High I am the one who takes out your trash
I am the train wreck that just won't crash
Died in the wool, you're a true autocrat
Two steps forwards and three steps back

Until we're . . .
Miles high
Wanna' be miles high
We can be miles high
Touch the sky
Then we come back
We come back
We come back

We are the people from under the bridge
Listening for sounds that are often well hid
Covered in tokens of blood in the vein
Down in the pit with our exploding brains

That take us . . .
Miles high
Wanna' get miles high
We can be miles high
And we touch the sky
Then we come back
We come back
We come back

You are the one who takes it inside
Synaptically speaking, it's clearly a bribe
People don't care what you do with your life
Feeding our arms in the Vancouver nights
Until we're . . .

Miles high
Wanna' take you miles high
We can be miles high
And we touch the sky
We don't come back
We don't come back
We don't come back