Do You Read Me? - Field Music

It’s a strange sort of peace

Up here alone like this

On the balance of risks

I’ll take all the blue sky that I can get

If I speak to you

Will you rein me in?

Cut off this moment on the wing

Do you read me?

Do you read me?

Up here where the air is thin

Grasping the ground again

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

A line in the scattered air

Stripped of a when or where

It’s an odd escape

A test of faith

But the choices I make

Are the best that I have to give to you

If I speak to you

Will you help me, please?

Or pull me back to home at least?

Do you read me?

Do you read me?

Up here where the air is thin

Reaching for ground again

Can you hear me?

Can you hear me?

A line in the scattered air

Stripped of a when or where