Live. Birds Of Pray. Sweet Release. Zeneszám

I hope
(I hope)
She lights that candle
I hope
(I hope)
She shows me everything
And all that light can bring

Her skin
(Her skin)
It begs my worship
Like a mad temple crown
I crush her shape goes down
We melt up from the ground

Up to better times
Sweet release, take me now, take me now
Up to better times
Sweet release, take me now, take me now

Doubt
(Doubt)
Right behind me
You're a cloud just a blemish on the sun
And there's better times to come

Our love
(Our love)
This cloak and dagger
This silent will
To bright turn everything
And find the road that leads

Up to better times
Sweet release, take me now, take me now
Up to better times
Sweet release, take me now, take me now

And if we die tonight
Take our leave of this plastic place
We come through the door of time
Fly away

Up to better times
Sweet release, take me now, take me now
Come on baby
Up to your better times
Your sweet release, take me now, take me now