Album: 20
Getting tired from all this circling
Not much grace left on a broken wing
I feel the wind trying to push me down
It happens every time I get to town
I search for shelter near the mines we swept
I guess forgiveness hasn't happened yet
There are no words that I can say to you
That turn this careless sky from black to blue
So I'm asking you
Is it safe, is it safe to land?
rating 0.0 with 0 votes
0 favs