The Inevitable
Now that I see.
It's too much to be free.
What do I do?
Grab my knees or let them bleed?
Or just like a bird with it's wings.
Should I fly higher
Higher above the trees?
Cast my feathers in the way of my eyes.
Bow my head down let the ray of sun shine.
Beneath my vision that has...
It's too much to be free.
What do I do?
Grab my knees or let them bleed?
Or just like a bird with it's wings.
Should I fly higher
Higher above the trees?
Cast my feathers in the way of my eyes.
Bow my head down let the ray of sun shine.
Beneath my vision that has...