I'll put you back in your place
We'll ride a thousand miles
To find out we are empty
And if I wrote out our sins
It would read a thousand lies
And show us we are empty

Youth spent and still so young
If you could have her
Where would you be tonight?
...Tonight?

Standing at attention
Dreams cascadeing around you
 [bad word] water
Every pore is filled with hope

Oh, [bad word]  tempting fate again
Altitude sickness setting in
(Burning up)

Oh, [bad word]  tempting fate again
Altitude sickness setting in
Tradewinds bury fire from broken wings
Into arms below the ocean

Put you back in your place
We'll ride a thousand miles
to find out we are empty
and If I wrote out our sins
It would read a thousand lies
to show us we are empty

Losing Atmosphere
Eyes full, eyes full, eyes full of stars

Standing at attention
Dreams cascadeing around you
 [bad word] water
Every pore is filled with hope

Oh, [bad word]  tempting fate again
Altitude sickness setting in

Oh, [bad word]  Tempting fate again
Altitude sickness setting in

Tradewinds bury fire from broken wings
Into arms below the ocean

It chills you to the bone
Paranoia translates the new tone
It chills you to the bone

Oh, [bad word]  tempting fate again
Altitude sickness setting in
Tradewinds bury fire from broken wings
Into arms below the ocean
Oh, [bad word]  tempting fate again
Altitude sickness setting in
Burning up, as we ascend
Oh, [bad word]  tempting fate again
Into arms below the ocean
Burning up