Flying Low کے بول

And the earth was filled with wonder see The birds they are flying low, flying low Ocean heaves and pulls me under Wake up love Wake up love Wake up love And the stars refuse to be under cover Set the dimmer switch down to low Sky splits open with crashing thunders Wake up love Wake up love Wake up love I know I'm alive raised from the dead inside Breaking out of honeycomb tombs Growing gardens out of my wounds I know I'm alive raised from the dead inside Breaking out of honeycomb tombs Growing gardens out of my wounds I know I'm alive, raised from the dead inside Breaking out of the honeycomb tombs Growing gardens out of my wounds I know I'm alive