We stood on the balcony
High above the trees
Far too high to see
That below underneath the ground
Would be the place they'd lay our bodies
Cause we felt dead inside
Worn out by all the things in life
That kept us from the ground
We're far too high now
So we count down to better days
Are we naive to think that we'll have
Better days
Better days
We stood by the tapestry
In the dark west wing
Only candlelit
And though we could hardly see
I know I saw my future there
But the wind kept pulling me
To a place I was never meant to be
And I realized it was too late cause
Now the petals have fallen
So we count down to better days
Are we naive to think that we'll have
Better days
Better days
Are you awake?
Are you awake
Enough to see the light of better days
Am I awake
Am I awake
Enough to trust my own eyes
Are you awake?
Are you awake
Enough to see the light of better days
Am I awake
Am I awake
Enough to trust my own eyes
Are we awake?
We stood on the balcony
High above the trees
Far too high to see
That below underneath the ground
Would be the place they'd lay our bodies