It's a strange sort of peace
Up here alone like this
On the balance of risks
I'll take all the blue sky that I can get
If I speak to you
Will you rein me in?
Cut off this moment on the wing

Do you read me?
Do you read me?
Up here where the air is thin
Grasping the ground again
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
A line in the scattered air
Stripped of a when or where

It's an odd escape
A test of faith
But the choices I make
Are the best that I have to give to you
If I speak to you
Will you help me, please?
Or pull me back to home at least?

Do you read me?
Do you read me?
Up here where the air is thin
Reaching for ground again
Can you hear me?
Can you hear me?
A line in the scattered air
Stripped of a when or where