Better Things To Come
And when we breathe symphonies
we know our work is done
and when our wings catch fire
we know we flew too close to the sun
In this moment, this city is infinite
the diamonds thrive in the rough
bulbs don’t just light ideas
they light dreams strangely enough
I’ll walk to the ends of the earth
without pavements, I’ll blaze my own trail
each footstep endowed with worth
my heart won’t stop until I hear the sound of the final coffin nail
And when we breathe symphonies
we know our work is done
and when our wings catch fire
we know we flew too close to the sun
let’s see where the madness takes us
this road’s long, we still have miles to go
and the world to discuss
this is our world and this is our show
we’re not dead yet
so we won’t sleep tonight
now I challenge the world to Russian roulette
blood spilt across first light
And when we breathe symphonies
we know our work is done
and when our wings catch fire
we know we flew too close to the sun
And when we breathe symphonies
we know our work is done
and when our wings catch fire
we know we flew too close to the sun
