I'm overjoyed and in the sun, the second time this year
I'm on a plane at thirty thousand feet, the only way from here is down
And that's ok with me
Cause I'm overjoyed and ready for the fall
It's no surprise that I've been forced to learn that bliss comes at a price
And here I am still mining gold from the soul I've sold like a whore
The finger of blame is pointing at me
Cause I lit that flame and now it's burning me
But I'm overjoyed and it's no surprise that I'm ready for the fall
