A Fine Frenzy - New Heights

You are a thunderous thing, wondrous king The face of rival-less gods, deep in your thoughts Come here, oh, closer to touch, never enough Let me climb under your skin, oh let me in From your lips a precipice I hang from every word Height and seeking Oh we are reaching New heights and seeking How to keep them high The calm of turbulent seas, fallen to sleep And when the troubles arise, we hold on tight How can a body contain something so great My shell may suddenly burst out will come birds From your, lips a precipice I hang on every word Height and seeking Oh we are reaching New heights and seeking How to keep them high We will find a way We will find a way We will find a way We will find a way And we are high and seeking, Oh we are reaching New heights and seeking How to keep them high And we are high and seeking, Oh we are reaching New heights and seeking How to keep them high And we are high and seeking, Oh we are reaching New heights and seeking How to keep them high