Mecca Normal Held
You'd be surprised
Alright
Where you could be held
There
Pinned in an up draft
Back against the cloud
Holding siren's rage
On a tangle pain
You didn't know was there
You didn't know it was there
Grid work set up
For your wing on rise
To a place
Where you will be held
Back against the light
Hammer on
Towards never getting back
