Songtext von The Rapture

We wake, it's the end of the way We lock up Every mistake Every mistake And you're faces shine Light up the stage, And your hearts beat is the rhythm we play, Higher, take me higher, Higher, take me high, You're the rapture, You're the rhyme, You're tomorrow morning's headline, You're the cover story they'll write. We wake on a foreign floor, Just give me nine minutes more, Nine minutes more and With a little less than an hours sleep, We're out on our feet, we still couldn't want this more Higher, take me higher, Higher take me high, You're the rapture, You're the rhyme, You're tomorrow morning's headline, You're the cover story they'll write (yeah) You're the rapture, You're the rhyme, You're tomorrow morning's headline You're the cover story they'll write (yeah) Higher, take me higher, Higher, take me higher, Higher, take me higher, Higher, take me high. You're the rapture You're the rhyme You're tomorrow morning's headline You're the cover story they'll write (yeah) You're the rapture You're the rhyme You're tomorrow morning's headline You're the cover story they'll write (yeah)