Just when something goes wrong
I hide it in my head
Because i'm feeling all worn out
Carrying your way around
And maybe you are tired
I had no wings to fly
Tasted like pearls a while
Now cut like a silver blade
There's still whisper in the air
Strike you as they fall
Bent my ear, I won't hear
Your red eye
Blue black sky
Pressure inside
Quiet outside
No time to set things right
You heard
And I knew
Dinner will be
Dinner will be cold
It's too late you never understand