Airplane Man

We're On Fire

Airplane Man


From the spires in the sky
Down to the corridors beneath
There’s an energy that lies
In the faces that you meet

I know there’s a virus inside us
It’s tearing a hole and shaking me
The golden advice that divides us
Is calling and waking me

We’re on fire
We’re the ashes when it’s over
We’re on fire
We’re the voices getting closer, closer
We’re on

We’re on fire
We’re on
We’re on fire

Painted faces up on high
The way they stare is deafening
But in the choir who am I
Will you hear me when I sing

I know there’s a virus inside us
A bold invitation is beckoning
The golden advice that divides us
Is calling and waking me

We’re on fire
We’re the ashes when it’s over
We’re on fire
We’re the voices getting closer, closer
We’re on

We’re on fire

I know there’s a virus inside us
A bold invitation is beckoning
The golden advice that divides us
Is calling and waking me

We’re on fire
We’re the ashes when it’s over
We’re on fire
We’re the voices getting closer, closer
We’re on