I will touch the rain with all I have,I will breathe the air, to scream it loud
My feet will never touch the ground.
Because the days they feel like ancient clocks
Like when kids grow up and learn to walk With lights and sounds,Oh God this is such a mess and it's like our world,
But we're the last ones left and the hair it stand on the back of our necksa and I swear it shows,Heaven must be just like this.If you see the light break through the clouds and fire up the distant towers.
Where the world will begin?
Exactly how it ends when you call for help when you are lost,
Forever more at whatever cost and the world will begin,
Exactly how it ends.
Don't go ,I got you now ,Are you curious?
My feet will never touch the ground.
Because the days they feel like ancient clocks
Like when kids grow up and learn to walk
But we're the last ones left and the hair it stand on the back of our necksa and I swear it shows,Heaven must be just like this.
Where the world will begin?
Exactly how it ends when you call for help when you are lost,
Forever more at whatever cost and the world will begin,
Exactly how it ends.
Don't go ,I got you now ,Are you curious?
Please stay ,
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