Stations

<br>these stations are empty<br>so distant i just cant seem to touch them<br>most of the time<br>you can find safety in the smooth clear surface<br>as cool as a breeze<br>as helpless as this vacant civilisation<br>and the air we breath<br>in long, slow breaths<br>it got us picking up our power<br>we`re free<br><br>feeling free<br><br>well i run out of eyes and i run out of hands<br>and i`m moving through spaces i don`t understand<br>but the last thing you feel before the end of your fall<br>is the start of a new life<br><br>show us how to feel<br>gotta fear of flying<br>been failing for years and now I`m sick of trying<br>salvations gotta gun<br>no answers there for me<br>no sins left to pay<br>lets blow this guilt away