​someday you will control the birds

Reach me when you’ve got something better than praise
Singing the song of victory, though we don't know what it means

The words are a reminder
This isn't the life we dreamed of
But we don't know any different

Turning despair into hope like watering
Dead flowers by your doorstep

Kickstart the engine once again
It's colder this year
Still gotta pay the bills
But these frail limbs can hardly move like they used to
Who wouldn't want to move again?

You can't change the past, and why would you want to?
To relive heartbreak and make the same mistakes?

It's not that i'd rather be coughing up glass
I’m still alive in ways that make the widows gasp

It's not that i'm coughing up glass
Barely alive, breathing at best

We'll scrape our shoe on the stars
(Just go on dancing with me)
We’ll hang upside down from the moon
Just go dancing with me like this