Ceiling now. We’ll fly home. You and i. We’ll fly home. Now honestly. That’s what i said to her. What i said to her. What i said to her. Think happy thoughts. You’re not in this alone. Let me break this awkward silence. Let me go. Go on record. Be the first to say i’m sorry. And hear me out. And if you take me down. Would you lay me out. And if the world needs better. Let’s give them one more reason now. We walk in single file. We light our rails and punch our time. Ride escalators colder than a cell. This broken city sky. Like butane on my skin. And stolen from my eyes. Hello angel. Tell me where are you. Tell me where we go from here. And in this moment we can’t close the lids. On burning eyes. Our memories blanket us with friends we know. Like fallout vapor. Stell corpses stretch out towards and ending sun. Scorched and black. It reaches in and tears your flesh apart. As ice cold hands. Rip into your heart. That’s if you’ve still got one that’s left. Inside that gave you call a chest. And after seeing what we saw. Can we still reclaim our innocence. And if the world needs something better. Let’s give them one more reason now