understand,
that you\'re holdinh a bomb in your hands.
take control,
hand in hand with yourself from now on.
take this advice.
aim to the skies.
aim to the skies above.
show mw what you\'re made of.
waiting for the answer.
tell me what you\'re afraid of.
show me what you\'re made of.

i call out in my sleep.
i can\'t reach you and it\'s killing me.
i call out in my sleep.

the sun is gone.
days go on like a storm in the sea.
and the shore is the loneliest place you can be.
stay dry instead.
a moment ahead.
aim to the skies above.
you say that you are not the same kid.
the one who used to be the weeper.
you say.
it\'s something deeper.
something that you could\'n tame.
something that would wake this sleeper. you say