How can I keep my focus without a flying eye?
Our ghosts they bury our wishes but we still can pull the trigger
We have a black bird inside our chests full of winters
The rails are twisted and rusty but in your way may be freedom
Ohh mother I miss the smell of rain and flowers from your garden
Father you died but I had your heavy and deep farewell
Dogs stay by my side to teach me the meaning of life
Bridges take me to the sea I want to sail just with my feet