Edinburgh

Sky's of hunny tonight behind quarrel
Back to wave from the things you knew
Up above where the lead and through
In an empty breath a second I'll call you

Fingertips crypt on golden clips
Broken nails and southern slips
Up above all the here and this
From the peak all I say is bliss

At the top of my lungs
I call for you
From the top of my mountain
And when it's no answer try again

At the top of my lungs
I call for you
From the top of my mountain
And when it's no answer try again

And it's fine not to warn
What you was , thought you gone
And it's fine not to see
All things down beneath

Buckle down close my eyes
No one need to ask why
I'll be brave and I'll try
What it's like just to fly