Circleslide. Uncommon Days. Up To The Sky. Zeneszám

Windows of broken glass
Filled with Aristocrats
But You always stand alone
Like a butterfly in the snow

Where do we go from here?
After our wonder years?
Where do we go from here?

Up to the sky ... Up to the sky
Some day you'll realize those blue skies

Honey and trailer parks
Spider webs in the dark
Fighting with all our might
To feel like we were alive

I love you like no one else
The past resting on the shelf
If we're falling overboard
Swim with me to the shore