It's a panoramic picture
Look, there's us
On the outside looking in

We walked up old heaven's hillside
To the gate
Mister, would you let us in?

Oh we tried; we fell short every time
In the end, is it too late to begin again?

It's alright we will build our city somewhere down below
It's alright we don't need your pity; we're on our own
And we're alright

It's a symptomatic feeling
And we're sick
Feels like drowning in the sand

It's a more traumatic pathway
Than we planned
Go back home if you still can

Oh we tried; we fell short every time
In the end, is it too late to begin again?

It's alright we will build our city somewhere down below
It's alright we don't need your pity; we're on our own
And we're alright

It's an automatic answer – for us

It's alright we will build our city somewhere down below
It's alright we don't need your pity; we're on our own
And we're alright
We're alright