A man decides after 70 yearsThat what he calls death or is to unlock the doorWhile those around him criticize his sleepYou throw a fracture on the breaking wallI see you, my friendYou touch your face againMiracles will happen as we leaveBut we're never gonna survive unlessWe're a little crazyNo one ever caught us so far unlessWe're a little crazyIf all went well when we first took the fieldThere may be, there may be, there may beIn the sky above the peopleOnly soul wants to flyWe're a little crazyWe're a little crazyIn a world full of peopleOnly soul wants to flyWe're a little crazyIn a world full of peopleOnly soul wants to flyWe're a little crazyWe're a little crazyIn a world full of peopleOnly soul wants to flyWe're a little crazyBut it never got us so farIt's been a little crazyBut it never got us so farBut it never got us so farIt's been a little crazyBut it never got us so farIt's been a little crazy