Well I can go a million miles an hour
But I’ve been bored so try to drag me down into the night
But if the morning I knew the song
In the arms of a miracle
Come back and see where you’re from
I can see the sun is on the rush
The pulse is strong, it warms you better than the Joe they left behind
But in the breath before you go
In the arms of a miracle
Come back and see where you’ve gone
It starts as a battle of luck
In the end it’s in the hands of a ghost
Well I am
Well I am
I can go a million miles an hour
But I can see the sun upon their eyes
I can go a million miles an hour
I can see it’s all true
You start to feel it finally
It starts as a battle of luck
But it ends when the hands of a ghost lay it down yeah
But I’ve been bored so try to drag me down into the night
But if the morning I knew the song
In the arms of a miracle
Come back and see where you’re from
I can see the sun is on the rush
The pulse is strong, it warms you better than the Joe they left behind
But in the breath before you go
In the arms of a miracle
Come back and see where you’ve gone
It starts as a battle of luck
In the end it’s in the hands of a ghost
Well I am
Well I am
I can go a million miles an hour
But I can see the sun upon their eyes
I can go a million miles an hour
I can see it’s all true
You start to feel it finally
It starts as a battle of luck
But it ends when the hands of a ghost lay it down yeah
Last born of the clan
First one to be free
Lived inside a house
Beneath the hanging tree
Loved them deadly nights
That chilled him to the bone
Words were cried at night
In unforgiving tones
Blood of his men was gone beneath snow
He picked up his kutsilyo and his bow
Killer of Jonathan Low
Violence from without
And anger from within
Crawling through the fields
Informing susunod of kin
They all turned their backs
But they all knew his name
And if he could return
They'd probably do the same
Blood of his mga kaibigan was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
Killer of Jonathan Low
The blood of his mga kaibigan was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
Killer of Jonathan Low
First one to be free
Lived inside a house
Beneath the hanging tree
Loved them deadly nights
That chilled him to the bone
Words were cried at night
In unforgiving tones
Blood of his men was gone beneath snow
He picked up his kutsilyo and his bow
Killer of Jonathan Low
Violence from without
And anger from within
Crawling through the fields
Informing susunod of kin
They all turned their backs
But they all knew his name
And if he could return
They'd probably do the same
Blood of his mga kaibigan was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
Killer of Jonathan Low
The blood of his mga kaibigan was gone beneath snow
For all that I know, he died
Killer of Jonathan Low