This Day Forward In The Past... On The Ground
Now it's time, time to fly. Now it's time, time to fly.
Despite crippled wings, forget your crippled wings.
Forget mangled hearts, forget these fragile times. Black
holes... past tense... blood drops for the wolves. You
might look down and wonder why. We are to walk these
jagged lines. Look down look down and wonder why. We are
to walk these jagged lines. This is a choice don't try to
fool yourself. It's all a choice. So just for the moment
I choose to stand on these two feet. They're just lifting
me away. Yeah, just lifting me away. There is a reason
for gaps in our thoughts. Blood drops... past tense. We
are the prints of what was left behind. All of us all of
us. Look down. Look down and wonder why. We are to walk
such jagged lines. This is a choice. Don't try to fool
yourself. It's all a choice. Black holes... past tense...
blood drops for the wolves. You might look down and
wonder why. We are to walk these jagged lines. Now it's
time to fly. Now it's the time to fly.
