As I fall I leave this scar upon the sky. A simple note for you I'll wait for your reply. And in your answer I'll regain my will to try. So hover in the diving light. We will rip the night. Out of the arms of the sun one more time. Close your eyes and we will fly. Above the clouded sky. And over the dumbstruck world we will run. In these hills they wash the golden grains away. To the valley under all of this I lay. And may you dig me out unearthed and saved. So hover in the diving light. We will rip the night. Out of the arms of the sun one more time. Close your eyes and we will fly. Above the clouded sky. And over the dumbstruck world we will run. We can rip the night. Out of the arms of the sun. A blood red feather leaves a scar upon my hand. No longer scrounded like a painted bird on a fan. So hover in the diving light. We will rip the night. Out of the arms of the sun one more time. Close your eyes and we will fly. Above the clouded sky. And over the dumbstruck world we will run. We can rip the night. Out of the arms of the sun. We can rip the night. Out of the arms of the sun. We can rip the night. Out of the arms of the sun