Hey, hey glory child, heyHey glory child, don't you worryStuttering, shaken off your fearBeauty's never given in a hurrySo condescending, leave your questions hereHey glory child, don't you worryI can see your skeleton so clearDoubting's only made your visions blurryYou're better off just looking in the mirrorShow me a better way, I wish you couldShow me a better way, I wish you wouldCome home today, you couldCome home todayI am shooting stars you will never see meWatching over your every mistakeDigging out of graves is never easyHanding you my shovel, here to takeAlways playing catch me if you canGingerbread you heard I'm sweet to tasteClose your eyes let go and count to tenI'll keep track of every moment wastedShow me a better way, I wish you couldShow me a better way, I wish you wouldCome home today, you couldCome home todayDear God make me a bird, so I can fly far, far far awayDear God make me a bird, so I can fly far, far far awayDear God make me a bird, so I can fly far, far far awayWarm winds on a space rideWhen I call your phone on a late nightI recall your soul had a taste likeGardens, flowers, Warm WindsThe clouds below your feetQuit clipping on your wingsSometimes we hate to leave somebodyWhat's happening to we?Warm winds on a space rideWhen I call your phone on a late nightI recall your soul had a taste likeGardens, flowers, Warm WindsThe clouds below your feetQuit clipping on your wingsSometimes we hate to leave somebodyWhat's happening to we?Warm Winds on a space rideSometimes, I call your name out loudJust to make sure it's youSometimes, I crack my veins openJust to see if it's blueYou clean me upThe clouds below your feetQuit clipping on your wingsSometimes we hate to leave somebodyWhat's happening to we?Warm winds on a space rideWhen I call your phone on a late nightI recall your soul had a taste likeGardens, flowers, Warm WindsThe clouds below your feetQuit clipping on your wingsSometimes we hate to leave somebodyWhat's happening to we?Warm Winds on a space rideSometimes I bite my lips and close my eyesJust to pretend it's youLong live, lonely thoughts on Thursday nightsThat's when I think of youWe were all thirteen onceLong live tramp stamps and Pepper AnnYou will never judge me for thatYou will always love me for thatQuit clipping on your wingsSometimes we hate to leave somebodyWhats happening to we?Warm Winds on a space rideWhen I call your phone on a late nightI recall your soul had taste likeGardens, flowers
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Hey glory child, don't you worry
Stuttering, shaken off your fear
Beauty's never given in a hurry
So condescending, leave your questions here
Hey glory child, don't you worry
I can see your skeleton so clear
Doubting's only made your visions blurry
You're better off just looking in the mirror
Show me a better way, I wish you could
Show me a better way, I wish you would
Come home today, you could
Come home today
I am shooting stars you will never see me
Watching over your every mistake
Digging out of graves is never easy
Handing you my shovel, here to take
Always playing catch me if you can
Gingerbread you heard I'm sweet to taste
Close your eyes let go and count to ten
I'll keep track of every moment wasted
Show me a better way, I wish you could
Show me a better way, I wish you would
Come home today, you could
Come home today
Dear God make me a bird, so I can fly far, far far away
Dear God make me a bird, so I can fly far, far far away
Dear God make me a bird, so I can fly far, far far away
Warm winds on a space ride
When I call your phone on a late night
I recall your soul had a taste like
Gardens, flowers, Warm Winds
The clouds below your feet
Quit clipping on your wings
Sometimes we hate to leave somebody
What's happening to we?
Warm winds on a space ride
When I call your phone on a late night
I recall your soul had a taste like
Gardens, flowers, Warm Winds
The clouds below your feet
Quit clipping on your wings
Sometimes we hate to leave somebody
What's happening to we?
Warm Winds on a space ride
Sometimes, I call your name out loud
Just to make sure it's you
Sometimes, I crack my veins open
Just to see if it's blue
You clean me up
The clouds below your feet
Quit clipping on your wings
Sometimes we hate to leave somebody
What's happening to we?
Warm winds on a space ride
When I call your phone on a late night
I recall your soul had a taste like
Gardens, flowers, Warm Winds
The clouds below your feet
Quit clipping on your wings
Sometimes we hate to leave somebody
What's happening to we?
Warm Winds on a space ride
Sometimes I bite my lips and close my eyes
Just to pretend it's you
Long live, lonely thoughts on Thursday nights
That's when I think of you
We were all thirteen once
Long live tramp stamps and Pepper Ann
You will never judge me for that
You will always love me for that
Quit clipping on your wings
Sometimes we hate to leave somebody
Whats happening to we?
Warm Winds on a space ride
When I call your phone on a late night
I recall your soul had taste like
Gardens, flowers
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