On stormy sides, we used to lie.
Your battlecries have lost all meaning.
Now, I beleive (and i never wanted to i...)
In misleading eyes (and i never wanted to i...)
Contested by (and I never wanted)
These tiny symbols.
You've got some constant,
Super you peeled my arm from off your...
Tell me everything is right,
Right where you want to hear,
(and witness a change in my hotel).
My love resides in Crayola skies.
And sacrifice this blissful feeling.
Summer's here and the Falcon's gone away,
Contested by these tiny words you say:
"I am fortune's fool.
You keep me hanging on."