Texty: Grace Potter And The Nocturnals. This Is Somewhere. Falling Or Flying.

We got lost again
Drove to the end of a road
And a red aced man
Taught us to do what we're told
And on the 23rd night
Things ain't bad but things ain't right

Are we falling or flying
Are we falling or flying
Are we living or dying
I guess we'll never know

The air's so heavy
It could drown a butterfly
If it flew too high
And i get the feeling
That the truck driver ain't shy
Cause he's looking at me but nowhere near my eyes
And on the 35th morning
Things ain't good but things ain't boring

Are we falling or flying
Are we falling or flying
Are we living or dying
I guess we'll never know

Sometimes it's hard tot ell
If there's a life behind a song
But i know tomorrow
Today won't feel so long
Cause on the 42nd night
The room was dark but the stage was bright

Are we falling or flying
Are we falling or flying
Are we living or dying
Cause my friend this too shall pass
So play every show like it's your last