Lyrics
You'll see,
You're going to be somebody,
We could only ever dream of,
And all the seeds you've planted along your stroll round here,
Are gonna rise up,
And they're gonna lead you on,
Your march ascending to your throne above everyone,
In the tower up where only you belong,
And only angels deserve to be in the vicinity,
Of your shadow,
Fourteen,
Sitting above the bleachers,
We were invincible beings,
And what seemed,
Like a stage passing over us,
Stuck with you permanently,
So when the elders fall,
Make a pile, leave an aisle for us passing on,
To occupy what they once held dear in their arms,
Only angels will deserve to be in the vicinity,
Of your shadow,
Climbing up the ice slides to the top,
Other kids slip and fall, but we belong,
Standing high, we're the kings of the mountain,
Everyone knows our names,
We're the chosen ones,
In our own frame of mind,
But locked inside,
You'll never find the truth,
'til it's too late
Growing old and mold is in your heart,
Constantly discovering new faults,
But we'll stand high,
We're the kings of the mountain,
Everyone knows our names,
We're the chosen ones in our own frame of mind,
But sometimes,
It seems like,
We're just like,
Everybody else is,
Yeah, you're just another person thinking,
That you are different,
And it's such a lonely road,
Using others who once loved you as your stepping stones,
Ride your ego all the way to your new home,
Where only angels,
Deserve to be in the vicinity,
Of your shadow,
So see you later,
I'm sure you'll be much happier where you're going,
The middle of nowhere,
