Getting There

So fine your eye
So strange your way
So feigned your word (without a doubt, you’re crashing pretty low)
So fine your eye (I’m not about to leave you all alone)

Sweet delight on a road of ice
For your only high, but it’s a lonely way you’ll find

So straight the line
So blank your stare
So bright your world
So straight the line

Sweet delight on a road of ice
For your only high, but it’s a lonely way you’ll find