Let the wind take care of gravity
 There’s one big secret [bad word] with me
 Why should I want to leave,
 Unless you wanted me to go away

 Speak with a tongue that claims its kingdom,
 [bad word] what may…
 The stars came tumbling down
 Worn-out heroes
 Stepping into fields of firing grey

 My restless soul will dance in harmony
 In open air a subdued symphony
 I’ve set myself an aim to keep the territory that I claim
 I’ll never let my kingdom fall

 There’s nothing keeping us in here
 Abounded fear
 Let me be free…

 Speak with a tongue that claims its kingdom,
 [bad word] what may…
 The stars came tumbling down
 Worn-out heroes
 Stepping into fields of firing grey
 Speech of the deadland
 Let them hear the song is still alive

 Give me something I could sleep on
 Give me something like a dream