The Bird - SYML

Covered in dust

The wings of my porcelain dove

They don't trouble the waters my love

Frozen in time

Fragile to touch

She melts like the words on my tongue

The goddess of heavenly love

Fades outta sight

All your stars I feel

I get lost loving you

Fly

Fly

Dark was the night

Her shape and the void in my eyes

It was black but so violently bright

Like the birth of a sun

So I cried out

But my words could not be heard aloud

For health he is safe in my mind

The bird was done

All your stars I feel

I get lost loving you

Fly

With a perfect smile

Fly

Gimme that gimme that gimme that money

Gimme that gimme that money

Off the top game over uh

Gimme that gimme that gimme that money

Gimme that gimme that gimme that money

Off the top game over uh

Gimme that gimme that gimme that money