If white turns to grey
I don't want it to stay
If mind falls to prey
I just wanna be free
When time goes to gain
I don't wanna be seen
With my feathered wings
In the sky, I will stay
I'm not the queen of generic conversation
You'd better be mindful of the goose pedestrian
If night turns to day
In the moment of pain
Then I'll fly away
With the salt of a grain
With time goes away
What I wanted to say
With my feathered wings
In the sky, I will say
I'm not the queen of generic conversation
You'd better be mindful of the goose pedestrian
I'm not the queen of generic conversation
Better be mindful of the goose pedestrian