Story Behind The Song

Inspired by the phenomenon of 'St Elmo's Fire'.

Song Description

A feeling of inspiration.

Lyrics

Clouds are forming above me,
I wish I could reach out and touch them,
Take me away from this desolate reality,
The trees are burnt out matchsticks,
Their roots hold me feet,
Lightening's striking down,
Beautiful and furious.

Somewhere we dream that we'll break away with the light beams,
Through the prison bars.

All bets are off,
When you're soaring through the sky,
Leaving gravity behind you,
I'm flying,
Through the clouds with the light trailing off my fingers,
And i'm dying but I've never felt more alive,
I've left my feet behind,
I can't believe that i'm soaring through the sky above all the burden beneath me.
Silence is alive.

The whisper of the wind sings to be,
I've forgotton how to breathe,
I've forgotton how to see,
But I can feel everything screaming at me,
Cutting deep into my torrents,
The voltage pumping my blood,
And i'm flying.

I'm flying,
I can hear an impending demise,
I know you can feel it too,
We're soaring to our doom,
But I don't care because it's beautiful,
And I can't help but admire the electric air brushing past me,
And i'm screaming as I fly into the approaching light.

Are you walking home alone in the night,
In your thoughts where they can't find you,
Leave what you were told at the door,
This isn't just like the books you read,
I'll help you recall these dreams that you wake up and forget,
Where you felt more real inside yourself.

I'll show you the fire,
From the tips of your fingers,
When you're speeding through the electrified air,
I'm dying but I don't care.

All bets are off,
When you're soaring through the sky,
Leaving gravity behind you,
I'm flying
Through the clouds with the light trailing off my fingertips,
I'm flying through the air like a lightening bolt in the sky,
I'm feeling more alive than I ever have before.

Seeing isn't proof,
Feeling is believing.