Testo Flying To Santuary Elm
As my feet passOver this untouched grass
I start to feel
My wounds begin to heal
Well It's seems you were right
So I'll take this flight
Tonight
As your feet pass
On top of broken glass
You feel the need
To make me watch you bleed
Well it seems you were right
So I'll take this flight
Tonight
And the snow falls
Under the weight of my toes
So I sprout wings
I see your face when I sing
Well it seems you were right
So I'll take this flight
Tonight