كلمات Air

We've been sleepwalking through days and I can't seem to wake up The beauty in farewell is yours alone to move in circles Summon all your soldiers, stand them in a line Be born to the horizon Air your grievance, we shut it down Shed your conscience, we shut it down All that we've ever loved These places make me nervous We are not giving up These faces make me nervous We've got air in our lungs These faces make me nervous Air your grievance, we shut it down Shed your conscience, we shut it down Summon all of your soldiers, stand them in a line We're not afraid of what happens, not afraid to crack the spine My thoughts were of you doing something or other Thoughts of my father, thoughts of my mother Deliver us now to an early grave Chasing and chasing again and again Air your grievance, we shut it down Shed your conscience, we shut it down