Sugarfall Airbourne
AIRBOURNE
Down from the atmosphere
Wings made of pixietricks
Nothing can keep her from sky
She seems so cavalier
Sings like a lunatic
Wakes you and takes you to fly
You're just a waterchild
Raised in the ever-wild
Falling from heaven like rain
Tuesday has come and gone
Wednesday's a marathon
Sundays can barely contain
Airbourne...Lovers that never touch ground
Airbourne...Lovers will never be bound
Up through the stratosphere
Wings made of miracles
With her you're lighter than air
You're both like chandeliers
Life metaphysical
Some say a wing and a prayer
You're just an alchemist
Chasing your Icarus
Eyes filled with heaven and shroud
Thursday she's thick again
Friday your only friend
Mondays she's lost in her clouds
Airbourne...Lovers that never touch ground
Airbourne...Lovers will never be bound
Airbourne...Lovers that never touch ground
Airbourne...Lovers will never be bound
Airbourne...
Airbourne...
