Before The Rising Sun
Tom Misch
Begun to live
White lace and promises
A kiss for luck and we're on our way
Before the rising sun, we fly
We fly, we fly, we fly
We fly, we fly, we fly
We fly, we fly, we fly
We fly, we fly, we fly
We fly, we fly, we fly
We fly, we fly, we fly
We fly, we fly, we fly
We fly, we fly, we fly
We fly, we fly, we fly
We fly, we fly, we fly
We fly, we fly, we fly
We fly, we fly, we fly
We fly, we fly, we fly
So many roads to choose
We'll start out walking and learn to run
And yes, we've just begun