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When it starts to rain I feel it creep into the cracked airplane No passers by were all inside it, staring down the same great heights and If you panic, I'll have to panic, make a mad dash for the exit But if we're calm and brave 'till dawn will wake up in our beds unharmed I'm dead, you're dead Dream it 'till were back in bed Safe and sounds I know, you know We're living on our tiptoes now Face to face with all the people, I could avoid when all was equal But in the rubble there are no walls, no separation, cloud controls Everything theory wove by reason, gets pulled apart when stretched by feeling And so we trace the darkest spots, the bare contours of virtue lost I'm dead, you're dead Dream it 'till were back in bed Safe and sounds I know, you know We're living on our tiptoes now And I don't know what fate is It won't shutter my eyes We'll wake up in a moment Cradling our time I'm dead, you're dead Dream it 'till were back in bed Safe and sounds I know, you know We're living on our tiptoes now I'm dead, you're dead Dream it 'till were back in bed Safe and sounds I know, you know We're living on our tiptoes now
Writer(s): Merritt Graves, Skylar Phillip Boorman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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