[Verse 1]
So here we are back to Monday
And the King's been overthrown
You weren't alone
You're pulling up off the runway
By the time to get back home
Something known
[Pre-Chorus]
But still you find some peace of mind in the simpler things
You count the stars and the pa**ing cars
As the wind hits the wings
[Chorus]
Faded blue (blue)
Faded blue (blue)
Faded blue (blue)
Blue, yeah
[Verse 2]
You never get much of Sundays
When you pray to silent ghosts
Don't leave your post
Your officers line the runway
A thousand miles beyond the coast
Crisp, white coasts [?]
[Pre-Chorus]
But still you find some peace of mind in the simpler things
You count the stars and the bright red bars
As the waves down there sing
From the sea
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Oh no, no, no, no, no
Don't you be done with it
You were born to win
You must believe
The future's warm again
The tide is coming in
[Chorus 3x]