Birds

Hold

Compositor: Liam McCay

Where will they go?
Where will they fly?
When the winter comes
And darkens the sky

It's flooding from my ears
Staining all my clothes
The birds are in flight
I suppose

Where will they go?
Where will they fly?
When the winter comes
And darkens the sky

It's flooding from my ears
Staining all my clothes
The birds are in flight
I suppose

Just like the master
Of his own demise
It's all because of me
Just give it time