back to the BK

stars fall on my head every single night

shine me back to heartbroken glass from four years before

i walk home

i walk home

i walk home

who will take care of me when i come home?

wings scrape dusty concrete constructing a new place for me to rest my head

i fly high i fly high i fly high

bodies soon caress winds flighty and low

coming closer to heaven with every flash of known light

i love wild i love wild i love wild

words clash on unstoppable street corners

slamming up against strangers whose eyes never before looked

i pray loud 

i pray loud

i pray loud

hands sing through the flames

firing off at the mouth busting veins with haste

i dance free

i dance free

i dance free