Текст песни Bend Your Arms to Look Like Wings

As the sun sets On battlefields I hope you can save me I hope you can save our wounded hearts Distance makes my heart seem colder Distance makes my heart seem older Just enough to cut the air from your lungs (from your lungs) As the sun sets (we push and pull apart) On battlefields (enough for this to end) I hope your can save me (from ourselves) I hope you can save us from ourselves Denial in the arms of our saviours And my heart is torn to pieces Just enough to cut the air from your lungs (from your lungs) As the sun sets On battlefields I hope you can save me I hope you can save our wounded hearts And paper cuts and bloody hands In the middle, they would meet And paper cuts and bloody hands In the middle, they would meet