The Things We'd Rather Lose

We dreamt of birds, all blue and loud That fly through the night and hang from the clouds And come to us here in these moments of fear As the north star appears and the road falls away Out in the darkness I'm spinning in place With my eyes to the sky and my hands to my face Somewhere between all the dead and the dreams You're waiting for me in the static Oh, everything dear disappears Oh, into the blue Oh, we're left holding on to the things we'd rather lose The highways are burning, the night's at an end But we're still sleeping and dreaming of when The skyscrapers fell, the smoke and the smell Of the dark devouring light and love Oh, everything dear disappears Oh, into the blue Oh, we're left holding on to the things we'd rather lose Oh, we're left holding on to the things we'd rather lose

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