A Ghost Town for a Graveyard

The air’s too cold to breathe tonight
So let’s just run away
We’ll tie our lungs together
& hold our breath forever
The witness has no eyes
& you’re too blind to see
We’ll never need to fly again
So Preacher clip these wings
Surrender!
We’re on the run
Surrender!
Speak up darling
I can’t hear you sing
It seems you’ve lost
Your melody
This symphony won’t last too long
Before the sky falls down
There’s a ghost town for a graveyard
Where we’ll never be found
The world will stop
The sun won’t shine
& the stars will scorch the sky
The dead will rise
& rain will fall
As Heaven begins to cry
Preacher clip these wings!
Preacher clip these wings!