The Flutter Of A Wing

The history of this place dwells my days

I feel its weight pushing me down.

You are so good damn nice

you inspire you inspire!

Trust me worthy one

That you are admired

Wake up

There are no birds in this town

Wake up wake up

The history of this place dwells my days

I feel them close almost every night

I take long walks to clear my mind

Losing direction losing direction.

Always ending up at the same junction

Wake up

There are no birds in this town

Wake up wake up