in the air hockey fire - The Low Anthem

A soft wise of

In the air hockey fire

Soft filled my lungs

By minds gone easy and empty

I remember you well

In the air hockey fire

glass of smell

And the shadows danced

While they’re around you

They have a notes built in the burned out wood

Crippling size through

Two will come back deal with me

I don’t know what I think

Since the air hardly fire

I stare and see

And green vivid highs of his house

his home

How the year have you home

That I’m in sorrow doubts

Time doesn’t seem realize since passing

As we wait in the suburbs for them to call

For us and tell us it’s time

In this big word sign

We’re too young to comeback

Until be free to comeback

Until be free

We watch

At the air hockey fire

And sudden black birds

Say my to the halfline

Half on the top branches

Those young angels cry

For real so sweet

You don’t have to die for young

If you go back to young with reality

We can go back and deal with reality

You can go back and deal with reality

You can go back and deal with reality