As the sun was set and the pieces of light touch your hair perfect [bad word] softly with the dawn, the dawn
 City once full of people desolate, is desolate 
 We look back in to [bad word] where we played 

 At least we were together holding hands 
 Flying through the sky 
 At least we were together holding hands 
 Flying through the sky sky 

 Touch your hand you touch the back of my hand 
 So many empty nights just waiting for this, for this 
 Standing all heading downstream 
 Unsteady island we hear nothing, nothing 

 At least we were together holding hands 
 Flying through the sky 
 At least we were together holding hands
 Flying through the sky sky