Paroles de Future Bird

Looking for a way To follow your delay in expression Your eyes are in a feud Culturally approved indiscretion Vapour in your face Uneasily in place in the armchair Calling out a name The one you would have framed Had he been here Damian, all I ever wanted was control Future bird, why are you impossible to hold? Flowers in your hand A poison from the land Of the end street Let all the fallen rise And fingers stabilize Till we all meet A polyester bear Would greet him in his lair On the third floor We dream of cellophane Wake up in ball and chain For a day more Damian, all I ever wanted was control Future bird, why are you impossible to hold? The ravens are out tonight, playful and wild A mother has lost a light surrounding a child