A holy pride a brand new fear
Noise in the sky that disappears
A daunting task I cannot name
I rest my case I feel my shame
The weight of sand the symmetry
I find the muscle memory
I hate take off I cannot breathe
A vision I no longer see
The playful conversation peaked
I felt it all I feel so weak
I wrote a note I shy away
Thrill of the chase the interest fades
Relics in a gallery
The hourglass the burning need
The blunt advice my wayward ways
I pray for nice then
Feel the sting of rain
I can't help it
I think I just
(think I just)
A holy pride a brand new fear
Noise in the sky that disappears
A daunting task I cannot name
I rest my case I feel my shame
(Ahhhhhh)
The playful conversation peaked
I felt it all I feel so weak
I wrote a note I shy away
Thrill of the chase the interest fades
Away
Feel the sting of rain