The Midnight Sun

Innocence
For my over-confidence
I’ll show my cards again
Though the tables changed
I’m still innocent
Fight for me
Through these waters deep
I’m indifferent
Can’t be different, it’s still just me
Woah
Don’t let the words of the weak grind you down to the bone
You’re falling in fear, feet never far from the ground
Don’t let the words of the weak grind you down to the bone
That feeling’s back again
I’ve told my closest friends
I’ve told my enemies
Staring back at me
They cannot laugh at me
Woah
Don’t let the words of the weak grind you down to the bone
You’re falling in fear, feet never far the ground
Don’t let the words of the weak grind you down
Down
Down
Voices on the wind, can you hear them calling?
Softer than a bird to my ever mournful song
Voices in the head, can you hear them calling?
Echos in the dark, to my ever mournful song
Voices on the wind, can you hear them warning?
Softer than a bird to my ever mournful song
Its song
You said
Voices on the wind, can you hear them calling?
Softer than a bird to my ever mournful song
Voices in the head, can you hear them calling?
Echos in the dark, to my ever mournful song
Gravity
Gravity
Gravity