Stations - Shihad

These stations are empty

So distant I just can’t seem to touch them

Most of the time

You can find safety in the smooth clear surface

As cool as a breeze

As helpless as this vacant civilisation

And the air we breathe

In long, slow breaths

It got us picking up our power

We’re free

Feeling free

Well I run out of eyes

And I run out of hands

And I’m moving through spaces I don’t understand

But the last thing you feel before the end of your fall

Is the start of your new life

Show us how to feel

Got a fear of flying

Been failing for years

And now I’m sick of trying

Salvation’s got a gun

No answers there for me

No sins left to pay

Let’s blow this guilt away

Blow it away

As cool as a breeze

As helpless as this vacant civilisation

And the air we breathe

In long, slow breaths

It got us picking up

Picking up our power

We’re free, yeah

Feeling free