The other night I had a dream
I was on a roof
I can see for miles around
I tried not to look
Soon I was falling
One with the sky
This is what the air feels like
As it pours into your lungs
This is what the sky feels like
As it burns you in the face
Woah, the ghosts of recent years
Woah, hold us to our word
Woah, smiling with the eyes
Woah, someones tuning out
And this is what the air feels like
As it pours into your lungs
This is what the sky feels like
As it burns you in the face
The stars are finally out
The radio turned down
Seems that nights like these
Were always around
Always
These eyes and a mirror
Are distorting the image
Of this imperfect soul
It's not any clearer
But where else would I go
These eyes and a mirror
Are distorting the image
Of this imperfect soul
Woah, the ghost of recent years
Woah, hold us to our word
Woah, smiling with the eyes

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