Above the soil and into the wind. We live through all of this the tiny calm before the storm.
Wake up in your arms fall down in silence believe the lies they tell and hold on tight to what we find...now
You'll always find me here...
Inside this house beyond the wire above the soil above the soil...

And all the failures left behind close your eyes under the thread...

Throughout the ages we've wandered long and inside this city we're broken down outside the empty world
claims a thousand young and in this filthy sheen we're lifted up... above the soil

...Leave me on the soil lift me off the ground and everything you said underneath the thread...
Underneath the thread...