Heaven
I will run the streets and hostile lands
I will touch the rain with all I have
I will breathe the air, to scream it loud
My feet will never touch the ground.
Because the days they feel, like ancient clocks
Like when kids grow up, and learn to walk.
Because your life is full of pure desire
A place so gloriously wired
I will run the streets and hostile lands
I will touch the rain with all I have
I will breathe the air, to scream it loud
My feet will never touch the ground.
Because the days they feel, like ancient clocks
Like when kids grow up, and learn to walk.
Because your life is full of pure desire
A place so gloriously wired
With lights and sounds,
Oh God, this is such a mess,
And it's like our world, but we're the last ones left
And the hair, it stands on the back of our necks
And I swear, it shows
Heaven must be just like this.
Oh God, this is such a mess,
And it's like our world, but we're the last ones left
And the hair, it stands on the back of our necks
And I swear, it shows
Heaven must be just like this.
Angels And Airwaves
