I can’t breathe
For want of air
To feel the wind
Brushing through my feathers
I can not cry
For want of sound
A reminder
That I am left standing
On the edge of the nest
On the end of a wire
Bending
Breaking
I can’t
I can’t breathe
For want of air
To feel the wind
Brushing through my feathers
I can not cry
For want of sound
A reminder
That I am left standing
On the edge of the nest
On the end of a wire
Bending
Breaking
I can’t