Burn Less Brighter (feat. Paul Conboy)

Heading for the sun Crossing the horizon Where are all the gods When the matter closes in Beaming in and beaming out There's nowhere else to shout about Silence of the airway speak Sitting on an empty beach Angel, spinning like a comet Waiting for the sun to burn up Waiting for the opposite of love Maybe, we can be the young guns We could be the good they need Could it be the oxygen of love We can, we can see the world now Speeding over oceans Flying over continent Angel, spinning like a comet Waiting for the sun to burn up Waiting for the opposite of love Now we are the ones To see the last horizon We may be the gods But still the matter closes in But we can try to beam it out There's nothing to get hung about Flying though the airless breech We're heading for an endless peace Angel, spinning like a comet Waiting for the sun to burn up Waiting for the opposite of love Maybe, we can be the young guns We could be the good they need Could it be the oxygen of love We can, we can see the world now Speeding over oceans Flying over continent Angel, spinning like a comet Waiting for the sun to burn up Waiting for the opposite of love