Basking in light, while I'm planning my escape.
And I'm working up the nerve to leave.
We are the ghosts that remenisce on days we sailed our ships in circles, around the sun.
As it melts our wax sails.

Hold your breath, we're going under for old times sake.
Pierce the sky, I demand to see your face.

I'll send the signal through the radio to get to you.
I've been standing in the way, wearing thin like winter noise. (x 2)

We are finally free.

We are the ghosts that remenisce on days we sailed our ships in circles, around the sun.
As it melts our wax sails.

Hold your breath, we're going under for old times sake.
Pierce the sky, I demand to see your face.

I'll send the signal through the radio to get to you.
I've been standing in the way, wearing thin like winter noise. (x 2)

You are the love that got away.
You are the thought that would not evacuate.
You were my only escape from this war.

I'll send the signal through the radio to get to you.
I've been standing in the way, wearing thin like winter noise.

I've been planning my escape by night.


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