Leaving This City

I'm leaving this city

High above all the clouds

Angels flutter overhead

Because everyone's too loud

Reaching through time now

Made to wait for your escape

As a summer storm is forming

Our redemption came too late

What are you praying for?

What are you praying for?

Nobody listens

And nobody tells

They don't know what's going on

And no one will help

Have we made it through ourselves?

Have we made it through ourselves?

Have we made it through... ourselves?

Still leaving this city

Somewhere off on holiday