Matt Pond PA - Flying Through the Scenery lyrics

The orange of the fire – the catch of the barbed wire Running through the woods can cost – across your chest your breath you've lost We got here by back roads – the turns the breaks the hills that roll Seconds I would realize I never want to close my eyes And here we are – we're flying through the scenery I hope you turn your head – to see the moon has set Miss it every time it goes – the further on the less I know