Chapter 7
At the skylinesLearn your place your vices lack a counter weight
And I was the anchor holding you in place.
Holding you in place.
If you've got to ask me you better ask me.
Why we've left our dreams behind.
If you've got to ask me you better ask me
Where we fall asleep tonight.
I'm on edge. I'm sitting on the rooftops, sitting on the rooftop.
I'm on edge and I am just waiting to be saved by the morning light.
We held the treasure of the world now you're all alone and out of place.
Within every memory of you is the remaining though of consequence.
Pestilence in the form of beauty.
Wandering aimlessly running in circles again and again I've put myself through this.
Losing gravity I've always failed to see the good inside of me.
So won't you just ask me?
If you've got to ask me you better ask me.
Why we've left our dreams behind.
If you've got to ask me you better ask me
Where we fall asleep tonight.
I'm on edge. I'm sitting on the rooftops, sitting on the rooftop.
I'm on edge and I am just waiting to be saved by the morning light.
Night after night we rest our heads.
I only wanted to see, I only wanted to breathe you in.
Somewhere in between the beginning and the bitter end.
I'm still asking why we left this all behind.
If you've got to ask me you better ask me.
Why we've left our dreams behind.
If you've got to ask me you better ask me
Where we fall asleep tonight.
I'm on edge. I'm sitting on the rooftops, sitting on the rooftop.
I'm on edge and I am just waiting to be saved by the morning light.