מילים לשיר Bend Your Arms To Look Like Wings – Funeral For A Friend

As the sun sets
On battlefields I hope you can save me
I hope you can save our wounded hearts
Distance makes my heart seem older
Distance makes my heart seem colder Just enough to cut the air from your lungs
As the sun sets (we push and pull apart)
(from your lungs)
On battlefields (enough for this to end)
I hope your can save me (from ourselves) Denial in the arms of our saviours
Just enough to cut the air from your lungs
And my heart is torn to pieces
I hope you can save us from ourselves (from your lungs)
As the sun sets
On battlefields
I hope you can save me I hope you can save our wounded hearts
And paper cuts and bloody hands
And paper cuts and bloody hands
In the middle, they would meet
In the middle, they would meet.