New Heights - A Fine Frenzy

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