Soft are your hands on the weight of the world
Making your mark with a delicate touch
Pulling me in
Pulling me in
Pulling me in with a natural charm

It's not air that you're breathing
It's the truth you inhale
Stretching out, testing reaches like that endless open rail
It's not air that you're breathing
It's the truth you inhale

You broke
You broke all there was to be broken
You've fallen down but
I'll be, and I'll be here watching over all you see

Mind is so clouded and covered in smoke
What isn't mine is starting to choke
You're just a flag, you'll be flying too close
Keep holding on, but you're wanting to be wild

And it's true 'bout what they say
When you're young and unaware
But the mind can still grow fond of what lies elsewhere
It's true 'bout what they say
When you're young and unaware

You broke
You broke all there was to be broken
You've fallen down but
I'll be, and I'll be here watching over all you see

You broke
You broke all there was to be broken
You've fallen down but
I'll be, and I'll be here watching over all you see