The Quickening - In Aviate

Godspeed us to save this place
Godspeed us to states of grace
Fate is something that I pray
Stays stronger than your self restraint
We all have eyes but few can see
We're already in the place to be
Let's write out doubt so gracefully
Godspeed us to save this place
Godspeed us to states of grace
Fate is something that I pray
Stays stronger than your self restraint
The living rhythms start again
With yet another night to spend
On unseen wires and window panes
We can share the same last name
And if these lines could rearrange
To redesign a perfect frame
Pictures painting us in place
Breathing life exhaling space
If these lines could rearrange
To redesign a perfect frame
Pictures painting us in place
Breathing life exhaling space
Don't you know that your best friends
Don't make you question your confidence
But don't let it bruise your ego
Don't let it bruise it oh no
Bad boy where to go
What to prove don't you know
Those who move fast always fall
In pride in shame
Inside it all feels the same
You bad boy where to go
What to prove don't you know
Those who move fast always fall
In pride in shame
Inside it all feels the same
Godspeed us to save this place
It all feels the same
Godspeed us to save this place
Godspeed for one more night