I float above and these wings catch
and your sky hold you so beautiful

And I understand if all [bad word] falling
because my sky already has

And my head bows all of this I know

And all of your precious love
you can paint as light as you see
And you can make reasons for everything
But as long as I dream some thing will always be

Gun in my mouth, I pray for the sunshine
Gun in my mouth, I pray for the sunshine