Light that comes up
On the ceiling
My mouth
And these arms
Hold the feeling

Even I
Can't control
My nature

If they should come up
Much before you
I would not ever
Try to capture you

Bluebird, where you gonna go now?

Lead me
To the gallows
Where out
Corner my eye
There's something

It's
Pulling me back
From nothing
From nothing

If they should come up
Much before you
I would not ever
Try to capture you

Bluebird, where you gonna go now?

Things change
Before they are over
Before they are over