From the recording Sight Lines

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Lyrics

Here we are
Taken all our chances
Broken all our branches
as we climbed

Through the fire
With burning wings to reach no higher
May we be stronger on the bitter side

Maybe you and me
Were never meant to be
Maybe its the cost of wanting more
Oh, than we needed

Here we go
Sifting through the ashes
Standing in the shadows
like we were before

But through the fire
Will make us into what we are
May we be stronger on the bitter side

Maybe you and me
Were never meant to be
Maybe its the cost of wanting more
Oh, than we needed

Here we are
Taken all our chances
Broken all our branches
as we climbed

Through the fire
With burning wings to reach no higher
May we be stronger on the bitter side