Flight Without Feathers (Abbey Road Version)

Theres a rose that blooms

Through the cracks in the concrete

Staining the prison floor

Theres a pilgrimage waiting

Sat at the doorstep

Rotting beneath the sun

When theres nowhere left to hide

Well be searching for a shortcut

Ire and denial are as thick as thieves

Soon therell be nothing left of me

Nothing left of me

Dont forget to breathe

Dont forget to breathe

Dont forget to breathe

Tell me how to coexist

When a fraction only wants war

Hopelessly in love with our gritted teeth

Soon therell be nothing left of me

Nothing left of me

Dont forget to breathe

I forgot to breathe

And look whos on the throne now

A dead heretic

With no storm left to weather

Afraid to admit

It wont sustain the spirit

A new counterfeit

Like flight without feathers

Ready to submit

It wont sustain the spirit

So we fall to our knees

And beg for reprieve

But its almost time for the curtain call

The apostles will sing

And lead us from sin

But they hold all of our bones in their hands

We all swim against the tide

Until it puts us on the back foot

Nothings ever taste half as good as grief

Soon therell be nothing left of me

Nothing left of me

Dont forget to breathe

Dont forget to breathe

Dont forget to breathe

Cause Im staring at a fist

And its asking if I want more

Clarity will visit but its only brief

Soon therell be nothing left of me

Nothing left of me

Dont forget to breathe

Dont forget to breathe

Dont forget to breathe