Olympus

Oh, lift up your head, boy
Don’t play pretend dead on the floor
Now Harryhausen conceived from a cauldron
Wielding Olympus with eyes on the shore

There’s nothing
There’s nothing

Oh, show me the flow of my life
Bound by Acrisius bronzed in the skylight
Seeking the oracle’s eyes in the night with a sigh
Seriphos greets us with moments of silence

There’s nothing
(There's no place like home)
There’s nothing
(There's no place like home)
There’s nothing
(There's no place like home)
There’s nothing

Who will arrange my great escape?
Hopelessly I have been torn from this outrage
Tossing and turning uneasy it cost me the cross
Am I at rest or resigned in my chaos?

There’s nothing
(There's no place like home)
There’s nothing
(There's no place like home)
There’s nothing
(There's no place like home)
There’s nothing

There’s something
It’s the light on your hand
There’s something
It’s the touch of my wristband

There’s one thing
It’s the weight of our wish
There’s one thing
It’s our very first kiss