Come with us to the water as we   celebrate poolside. Silver lined sons   and daughters take the big dive.   Celebrate before rejection too   well. Diamond impressions lay where   we fell without discretion. All the   questions they'll ask..were we raised   this way? Such a promising past.   Mayday Go down in glory. What did I   tell you? I promised they'd take me   too down with the heros before me.   What did I tell you? I promised I'd   give you a story. Now look down from   these great heights. Soaring pristine   and private through the storm   and radiate. We international   wraiths, with the hearts we've stolen,   flee but can't keep a thing that is   golden. All the lightening has past    but the storm remains. With the sky    in our hands I say Mayday. They say   nothing was found when we hit the   ground. Did I forget to say "mayday?"