Air We Breathe کے بول

The air we breathe the coldest nights The darkest fears I know Believing that we'll make it home. And all the lights and all the roads Are covered now in snow But through it all we're not alone. I won't be low We'll make it out alive We'll be alright. Here we are by ourselves The story we could tell Is enough to keep them listening This plot unwinds itself To fill the spaces on their shelf This chapter we don't know We'll keep on writing as we go Just to show that we mean it when we say That we're going our own way. I won't be low We'll make it out alive We're calling out and taking our time So that you know as long as we're together we'll be alright.