Time is my friend,
Till it ain't, and runs outAnd, that is all, that I have,
Till it's goneTried to build on bones of birds,
Singing in the cold and fall to earthHey! Sometimes she won't cry!
When the smallest one is trapped!
Too weak to survive, probably...Maybe.Tried to look out,
Through a hole in the vagueCircle above, looking down,
Bird of preyTried to build on bones of birds,
Singing in the cold and fall to earthHey! Sometimes she won't cry!
When the smallest one is trapped!
Too weak to survive! Too weak to survive!
Too weak to survive!Probably... maybe.Tried to build on bones of birds,
Singing in the cold and fall to earthHey! Sometimes she won't cry!
When the smallest one is trapped!
Too weak to survive! Probably...Hey! Sometimes she won't cry!
When the smallest one is trapped!
Too weak to survive! Too weak to survive!Too weak to survive!Maybe.