Final Flight - Blue States

No no no no no

When will it fall?

when will it break down?

Now earthing, you’ve all the right to come

But don’t wake those sleeping

For all the pretty ones die young

See what unfolds (made a few calls)

Oh from memory shores

And the day that you come

From where you call home

Oh from memory shores

No no no no no

Too many eves, too many false dawns

Now angel, you’ve all the right to come

And take those sleeping

For all the pretty ones die yong

All the pretty ones die young

All the pretty ones die young

See what unfolds (made a few calls)

Oh from memory shores

And the day that you come

From where you call home

Oh from memory shores…

To memory shores