Artist: ride
Song: seagull
My eyes are sore
My body weak
My throat is dry
I cannot speak
My words are dead
Falling like feathers to the floor
Falling like feathers to the floor
You gave me things
I'd never seen
You made my life
A waking dream
But we are dead
Falling like ashes to the floor
Falling like ashes to the floor
Definitions confine thoughts, they are a myth
Words are clumsy, language doesn't fit
But we know there's no limit to a thought
We know there's no limits
Now it's your turn
To see me rise
You burned your wings
But watch me fly
Above your head
Looking down, I see you far below
Looking up, you see my spirit glow
