Funeral For A Friend - Bend Your Arms To Look Like Wings lyrics

As the sun sets on battlefields

I hope you can save me

I hope you can save our wounded hearts

Distance makes my heart grow colder

Distance makes my heart grow older

Just enough to cut the air from your lungs

As the sun sets (we push and pull apart)

On battlefields (enough for this to end)

I hope you can save me (from ourselves)

I hope you can save us from ourselves

Denial in the arms of our saviours

And my heart is torn to pieces

Just enough to cut the air from your lungs

And paper cuts and bloody hands

In the middle they would meet