Window Songtext
von Painted Shield

My soul has paper wings
Held up by puppet strings
When I′m asleep at night
Those strings get tangled tight
Dark moon above the trees
Dead stars keep lifting me
Up to an empty space
Where nothing good takes place
Now
Lifting now
Like a bird flying high against a window
Soul flying high
Against a glass window


For years I would insist
That evil did not exist
How stupid could I be
It had its way with me
It wore a mother's dress
Told me it liked me best
Then in the light of day
It drained my strength away
Now
Draining now
Like a bird flying high against a window
Soul flying high
Against a glass window

How can you resist
Things that don′t exist
How can you dismiss
Such a secret kiss
The invisible
Has control of you now

My soul has paper wings
Held down by puppet strings
I cut those strings at night
And what's real in me takes flight
Now
Cutting now
Like a bird flying high above a window
Soul flying high above the past
Bird flying high above a window
Soul flying high above a glass window