Only Us

It wasn't in the words that kept sticking in Their throats. It wasn't with the angels in their Quilted coats. These feathered wings Still kick up dust. Seduced by the noise and the bright things that Glisten. I knew all the time I should shut Up and listen. And I'm finding my way home from the great Escape. The further on I go, All the less I know I can find. Only us breathing. Only us sleeping. Only us dreaming. Only us. I hear you calling me. Yes, I hear you calling me Home from the great escape. Yes, I can read you loud and clear. The Further on I go, All the less I know. Friend or foe, there's only us. The Further on I go, All the less I know I can find. Only us breathing. Only us sleeping. Only us dreaming. Only us. Only us. I'm coming home again. Again. And I hear you calling me Home again. I am coming home again. Only us. Only You. You. You. Only You.