A Million Miles From Crescent Skies Songtext

A million miles from crescent skies
Far from light or dire times
We exercise our right to fly up eye to eye 'til we arrive
And as we fall back down to our demise
To a pillow case and a mighty sigh
Short of breath from a climb this high
I think, "What a decline."
If this is it I'm fine with dying
Say goodbye to everything that I am
Flesh and mind