Asperitas
We crafted perfect wings
But fine feathers don't make fine birds
We patent perfect machines
But fine blueprints don't make gears turn
Fine sails don't mean you won't be tossed by the waves
Still no oceans will go uncrossed by our wake
And if the trees were meant to be our ceiling
Then how come the stars are all that I'm seeing?
I will meet you there
Above the clouds
In weightless silver air
Impulse interruption
If gravity allows
I'll wait for you there
Above the clouds
A constant reach in err
For alternate propulsion
Without bounds
It feels like we're flying
Centuries in orbit
But now it's failing
Our souls lay dormant
But we're finally waking
So hold up the sky while you beg for the ground to save you
And take me in downward flight
Within the gravity that enslaves you
I will meet you there
Above the clouds
In weightless silver air
Impulse interruption
If gravity allows
I'll wait for you there
Above the clouds
A constant reach in err
For alternate propulsion
Without bounds
Cliffs of light leap to the sky
And it feels like we're flying
With hopes that fell from out of space
We're dropping our anchors in dried out seas
Cliffs of light leap to the sky
And it feels like we're flying
With hopes that fell from out of space
We're dropping our anchors
Into dried out seas
And it feels like we're flying
Now that we're truly living, not merely surviving
Now that we're truly living, not merely surviving
But fine feathers don't make fine birds
We patent perfect machines
But fine blueprints don't make gears turn
Fine sails don't mean you won't be tossed by the waves
Still no oceans will go uncrossed by our wake
And if the trees were meant to be our ceiling
Then how come the stars are all that I'm seeing?
I will meet you there
Above the clouds
In weightless silver air
Impulse interruption
If gravity allows
I'll wait for you there
Above the clouds
A constant reach in err
For alternate propulsion
Without bounds
It feels like we're flying
Centuries in orbit
But now it's failing
Our souls lay dormant
But we're finally waking
So hold up the sky while you beg for the ground to save you
And take me in downward flight
Within the gravity that enslaves you
I will meet you there
Above the clouds
In weightless silver air
Impulse interruption
If gravity allows
I'll wait for you there
Above the clouds
A constant reach in err
For alternate propulsion
Without bounds
Cliffs of light leap to the sky
And it feels like we're flying
With hopes that fell from out of space
We're dropping our anchors in dried out seas
Cliffs of light leap to the sky
And it feels like we're flying
With hopes that fell from out of space
We're dropping our anchors
Into dried out seas
And it feels like we're flying
Now that we're truly living, not merely surviving
Now that we're truly living, not merely surviving
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Mcmahon
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