In The Air Lyrics & Chords By Leslie Low

Waiting by the gates of heaven for nothing you have seen

Waiting by the gates of hell for everything

Waiting by the roadside for a past you've grown from since

Waiting for a glimpse of what you'd been

Dead mountains surround you

Your friends they don't care anyway

Any day

They'll turn you in

It's in the air

Waiting by the gates of freedom for time and nothing less

Waiting for the last in line, the rest

Waiting for a glimpse of hope

A sliver through the vent

Waiting on the wire to repent

Dead birds around you

You'll make friends in there anyway

Any day

It's in the air.