I thought I could ride further, I thought I could fly higher.
Those strings got me tied, until I loose fight.
Toes sunk into mud and became twisted roots.
Eyes turned leaves blocking the light and bearing shadows.
People came lean on, birds flew to nest.
For one moment I thought wings are my arms.
Those strings got me tied, until I loose fight.
Toes sunk into mud and became twisted roots.
Eyes turned leaves blocking the light and bearing shadows.
People came lean on, birds flew to nest.
For one moment I thought wings are my arms.