Wounded Wing

You move like a bird

With a wounded wing

Wounded nerves

I sail like a summer lost

To a cold front, freezing fog

You move like a bird

With a wounded wing

Wounded nerves

There is more down there than you know

There is more down there than you know

You move like a bird

With a wounded wing

Wounded nerves

Silently, say what you hope

Words are falling, there's a sudden breaking down

A dead leaf in autumn, let it burn

So am I this broken stone

But reconstructing all of the runes

You move like a bird

With a wounded wing

And wounded nerves

There is more down there than you know

There is more down there than you know