Sore Eyes - Widowspeak

It’s a lie we’re dreaming of

That sky I spin of

At the base, I’m so tired

Stand straight into the fire

You’re a sight for sore eyes

Let me rest my soul high

Can I just glide around in the sky?

Let me rest my soul high

Well I, I miss the ground

The city is a ghost town

And I’m just staying tired

Walking straight into the fire

You’re a sight for sore eyes

Let me rest my soul high

Can I just glide around the sky?

Let me rest my soul high

Ashes to ashes to ashes

Ashes to ashes to ashes

And I stood proud

You’re a sight for sore eyes

Let me rest my soul high

And I would glide around the sky

Let me rest my soul high