Television lies, radio secrets

They say the earth is flat, but I've got a theory

I grab my things and head on toward the sky, the sky,

It always comes back to challenge what I always thought I knew

The sky ripped open for me, and I saw you smiling

You told me where to run, then you left me standing

Well I know there must be more beyond that shore

Grab my things and head on out the door, the door

It always comes back to challenge what I always thought I knew

There I go again, over gravity

Somebody once told me

You can be anything you want to be

So grab your things and head on towards the sky, the sky

It always comes back to challenge what I always thought I knew