As Birds on Pinions Free Songtext
von Subsignal

With every passing day
We are counting the moments
That we have not lived in this cold room
The life as we know it by now
Is nothing but an echo that lingers on in
This empty room
Some things are meant to stay
And some things just stay
Because they′re old
Like this worn-out room
So here we are in this unkind house
Strangers to each other
Captured in the silence of this cold room

Brutal to show the prisoner windows
Brutal to live a world of innuendos
Brutal to fake another crooked moment
How brutal to say let it go


But in a book I read the words
There are birds on pinions free
Just like the sunlight in a wounded sky
Something to break, something to build
Something to gain, something to lose
The world we know it will not be the same
Build an island of our own
Just like birds on pinions free
The view from this height
Will not be the same

This force of habit
Sometimes is stronger than love
Stronger than reason
Black will never turn to white
And all the leaves will keep on falling
Through this endless cold

And we got to remind ourselves
We got to remind ourselves
Someday all the doors will close
And there's nowhere left to go


But in a book I read the words
There are birds on pinions free
Just like the sunlight in a wounded sky
Something to break, something to build
Something to gain, something to lose
The world we know it will not be the same
Build an island of our own
Just like birds on pinions free
The view from this height
Will not be the same