Arctic Sleep
Splitsville
Ascensions in the overcast a listless gaze in the hazy mass, sweeping to a fade Stare straight up past the runway and I'll see you at the bottom of the glass Mainframes shattered, the graphs and patterns burn away will you be back again Signals break up and dust trails bleed across the sky silencing the crowd Systems shut down, a shower of charcoal shards and sparks settles to the ground Thinking someday you'll spiral back down to the Earth And you sure don't mind the cold you'll disappear as the days grow old, but I will wait till the oxygen is thin and I can't feel a thing
From Letras Mania