Текст песни Hudson and Troop - Flying Close

summer is coming
it will last the whole year
summer is coming
it will deliver on our fears

so young and so hopeful
we keep on flying close
the deafening scream of
nature as we touch the sun
the ghost in the machine
whisper this war is won
our bones break like eggshells
there's nowhere for us left to run

summer is coming
it will last the whole year
summer is coming
it will deliver on our fears
if silence is golden
when will our hearts
begin to hear