Verse 1

Static on the radio, fading in the dark

Counting every mile we're apart

The map is just a blueprint of a ghost

You're the only place I miss the most

Pre-Chorus

And the autumn leaves are falling on the stone

Every shadow in this room feels like a throne

Of emptiness

Chorus

Aegis of the orange light, guide me through the cold

Stories of a future we were promised to hold

They are waiting for my footsteps at the door

I am not a wanderer anymore

Verse 2

Luggage by the window and a ticket in my hand

Leaving every border of a foreign land