Chris Graham - Feathers So Hollow lyrics

Spitting at cars on the overpa** Tryin to find a way out Living it up in the underground Hoping to open my mind Lookin at heroes and vagabonds And thinking of how they tried Sipping the tears of the wild and sentimental Faking their way through life So I drink in my car till I can't see your face But I can see just enough to get by And I'm hit with my sin like a kiss on the wind. I can smile with the dirt in my eye But I think I'm ready to fly Are you ready tonight Sleeping inside a refinery Rubbing the heat from my eyes Shaken awake but the dream is never over I'm running against the tide But I plead and I want. All the freeways are haunted by the fear that I saw in your face So I bleed and I fold all the cards that I hold And I trade in the greed for some grace But I think I'm ready to fly Are you ready tonight I've spent too many years living inside my own head. Lying to myself and those I love The light of reality hits me like a car crash. I'm thrown through the windshield but I don't hit the ground. I just keep flying. I'm flying on wings of humility carried by winds of forgiveness. I'm ready live. I'm ready to die. I'm ready to fall. I'm ready to fly Flicking the day from your cigarette Trying to shed some light Breaking the backs of the demons on my shoulders Throwing them to the night