Soft Swells Fly High, Fly Low
Have you ever given in to the life you want to live?
When the wheels lift off at night, is your oxygen mask tight? I know it is
You always bruise and break your skin, just before the paint thickens
So run with heart and full of fight, steady hands carve the night
Fly high, fly low, fly where you want to go
Bleed the beat that moves you towards, empty skies and open doors
When a sigh becomes a song, sing it loud to carry on
Fly high, fly low, fly where you want to go
Always something in the middle of us that makes us groove, makes us grow
Always something in the middle of rust, stain your hands, calms your soul
Fly high, fly low, fly where you want to go
