Diable Rouge

Intro

Mm-hmm

Diable Rouge...

Higher than the sky

Drop

Higher than the sky

Hold the line

Verse 1

Cold stick in my grip

The gauges hum a flat monotone

Breathing slow and even

Clouds come apart like paper

I was built for this thin air

Nobody told me why

Drop

Higher than the sky

Hold the line

Higher than the sky

Hold the line

Interlude

Verse 2

Wings cut a seam

Radio spits a dead frequency

No flag no face no home

Just the pull and the turn

Every dial reads the same

I forget my other name

Bridge

The world goes thin

The world goes thin

Below me nothing holds

Above me nothing ends

Interlude

Drop

Higher than the sky

Hold the line

Higher than the sky

Hold the line

Higher than the sky

Hold the line

Outro

Mm

The world goes thin

Mm-hmm

No flag no face no home

Diable Rouge...