Lyrics:

I'm sitting on a citadel

Contemplating life

Making a point to waste my time

Im walking on clouds of white



What if I fall

What if I don't

What if I never make it home

What if I bleed

What if I break

And I find that I can't take

The city below

The citadel holding my own hand?



And I'm breaking on the balcony

Breaking window panes

Im killing the pain of broken hearts

I'm walking on clouds

I'm walking on stars



What if I fall

What if I don't

What if I never make it home

What if I bleed

What if I break

And I find that I can't take

The city below

The citadel holding my own hand



Holding on to something

That's keeping me from jumping

So afraid to go it alone

And holding up this fortress

With imaginary forces

Longing for a life down below



What if I fall?

What if I don't?

What if I never make it home?

What if I bleed?

What if I break?

And I find that I can't take

The city below

The citadel holding my own hand?

Yeah the city below

The citadel holding my hand