So I came down, down to the city I said I'd never love

From an airplane in the sky way above

Two years ago I would say "I'm just fine the way I am"

Now the sun's out, and my wife's lookin' pretty as she dances about

How weird it rolls off the tongue to spurt that sentence out

There's a piece of the sky on my ring finger until I die

And the antechamber's filling up with hope

And the kingdom is on fire with our love

Maybe it's just screams from astral orbiter

At 2:30 in the morning in Futureworld

So I'd jot down all those silly old ideas I thought were so profound

They turned out to be nothing more than dirt mounds

In some landfill on the left side of my brain, never seen again

But there are a few things, I'm sure I made the right choice about in older days

From writing notes to you to singing in a crawl space

And those old songs may be outdated, but their meaning never changes, goes away

And the antechamber's filling up with hope

And the kingdom is on fire with our love

Maybe it's laughter from the hammock

When we spun right over, sand filled up your nose

It was just a taste of how we'll live our lives

We're given a window cracked open for a house fly

It was just a taste of how we'll have to say goodbye

And be selfish just this once, and head off into the blue sky

(And the antechamber's filling up with hope

And the kingdom is on fire with our love)