sunday night and it s half past nine sunday night and it s half past nine it s sunday night and it s half past nine i m leaving one more town behind the mirrors are showing the day s last glow the mirrors are showing the day s last glow the mirrors are showing the day s last glow as we re spit out into the jigsaw flow ahead where there should be the thickness of night ahead where there should be the thickness of night ahead where there should be the thickness of night stars are pinned on a shimmering curtain of light sky full of rippling cliffs and chasms a sky full of rippling cliffs and chasms a sky full of rippling cliffs and chasms that shine like signs on the road to heaven i ve been cut by the beauty of jagged mountains cut by the beauty of jagged mountains i ve been cut by the beauty of jagged mountains and cut by the love that flows like a fountain from god so i carry these scars precious and rare i carry these scars precious and rare i carry these scars precious and rare and tonight i feel like i m made of air