Boxes - Lonely The Brave

We’re gonna crash and burn

Don’t deny it

In the peak

Of the storm

We did board as one

Through the awning

In the bleach

Of the cold

Let’s go down so we can hear what glory say

So we can work it out

Let’s go down so we can hear what glory say

So we can work it out

Cause those bitter skies are made to turn us round

Please don’t touch us down

Don’t let the wheels come undone

Cause I can’t let you out

We don’t need to die

Unless you want it

But our wings

Are torn

We don’t need to climb

Through the jury

Of the touch

And go

Cause those bitter skies are made to turn us round

Please don’t touch us down

Don’t let the wheels come undone

Cause I can’t let you out

There’s a ripple in the cold black cloud

So that we can work it out

And climb away

So we can work it out

And climb away

So we can work it out