Take your wings outside, you can't fly in here
Besides, a purple sky is better soaring for you, my angel
You're an angel, you little devil
As for me I'll stay inside
I'll be just fine and I'll watch from the window

Cannot categorize the nature of this sickness
A miracle that you're alive, stuck to the roof of my mouth with a staple
Remember last April, when we saw U.S. Maple?
Somehow the singer showed the Fireside exactly how I feel

As we say goodbye and go underground
Or up towards the sky, up in smoke, burnt down to size
At least we're still friends
At least we're still alive

Take your wings outside, no use for them in here
Bad luck to open inside, work like umbrellas, like a broken mirror
It's getting clearer, the end is closer
Than ever before and you'll want something more
When your head hits the floor and you're lost in the darkness

As we say goodbye and go underground
Or up towards the sky, up in smoke, burnt down to size
At least we're still friends
At least we're still alive