Wounded Wings Songtext
von Daniel Tompkins feat. Plini

Far away, high above

Far away, high above

High above
I found you so stolen and stunned
Your wounded wings undone

Far away, high above
We′re spiralling away and black the sun
With vicious circles in spite of me


But soft I see, what dark through hearts is breaking now?
Arise and kill the sun and moon and stars
The prophet never sings without the promises
She testifies to wash her hands of ours
Far away

Far away, high above
We're spiralling away and black the sun
With vicious circles in spite of me

Oh, mother night, let down your wings
Surround me in your warm invite
Take my hand, release your breath
Beneath my covers softly you forget
Why won′t you, why won't you forget?

Far away, high above
We're spiralling away and black the sun
With vicious circles in spite of me

In spite of me