The bird is here and we are off To wherever those wings take us The atmosphere is crawling with airlines That wind through the clouds And look down at the crowds Relax your back and let the noise Sing you to sleep in my arms If you awake before we arrive I will carry you down and I won’t make a sound
The scent is strong as we move on And breathe in the pristine crime scene The false veneer is old like a sub stick to volunteer From oh some other year I’m just a show as far as I can tell So I paint my eyes a light green The silver beams are twirling and swirling Throughout your dreams Like air traffic streamsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
