The Eyes of Ibad

Take me to

Where they have dune seas

I don't care

What they've done to me

The girl in the sky, her blue-in-blue eyes

She's holding up the world

With her hands in the pockets, constructing the prophets

That you try to ban

So how high must I go

Before I know

That it's too far to fall?

So how high must I go

Before I know

That it's too far to fall?

Wake me up

When we reach the sea

I don't care

Nothing is waking me

We pray to the sky, our blue-in-blue eyes

We're holding up the world

With our hands in her pockets, constructing the prophets

That you try to ban

So how high must I go

Before I know

That it's too far to fall?

So how high must I go

Before I know

That it's too far to fall?

Breaking the bones, 'cause I've known what I've known too long

Holding the phone, 'cause I've shown what I've shown, it's wrong

Breaking the bones, 'cause I've known what I've known too long

Holding the phone, 'cause I've shown what I've shown, it's wrong

How high?

How high?

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