made in heights
storms coming down
pull my jacket around me
fast
were coping
ripped down my bones
and release the trapezius
all that i know
trouble
cold
the outbreaks and no
nothing to cry about
i guess i'm undone
still i don't know the size
of mountains in their youth
or how to close my pride
i'm singing like a choir
in the darkest night
in the streets park empty
i won't fade out until you
ring
to call me
in the darkest hour
wooh
feel
my power