Idle Sons - Better Days lyrics

On the way back to your home

Were you strong

Did they push you back somehow

On the way back to your home

Were they wrong

Did they let you fall back down

They pushed me back

Now I can see

The emptiness of never

It's the air we breathe that

Fills the skies we see

And glides the planes to better days

It's what you make of it

To the one who listen

In the end it's your decision

to glide the planes to better days

On the way back to your home

You belong

How does it feel moving on

Darker days have come and gone

they were wrong

It's time to get up

Move out

Be strong

They pushed me back

Now I can see

The emptiness of never

It's the air we breathe that

Fills the skies we see

And glides the planes to better days

It's what you make of it

To the ones who listen

In the end it's your decision

To glide the planes to better days

It's what you make of it

Don't run away

I know

It's the best time

To take mine

Cause your my

Everyday thing

It's the best things you've forgotten

It's the air we breathe that

Fills the skies we see

And glides the planes to better days

It's what you make of it

To the ones who listen

In the end it's your decision

To glide the planes to better days

To glide the planes to better days

Better days

Better days