We’ll walk around
We’ll start again
While pushing hope farther
Than I can pretend to know

We will look down to our feet
We will look up to the skies
And realize we’ve been looking through a plexiglass ceiling
If you look close enough you can see the scratches

We can stretch and reach
And if we could only touch it,
We’d push as hard as we can
And the bubble would burst

But when standing in a hole 3000 miles wide
With sides that slope forever
Arms seem shorter than ever
And legs tend to sink instead of extend

We’re looking through a plexiglass ceiling
If you look close enough you can see the scratches

Pushing hope farther than I could ever pretend to know