Lyrics
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
'Til 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
