Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise
Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free;
It's building up again, I can feel it so badly. I don't remember what is it like, or how It seems all a blur. But if it happened once, why not again? When is my moment to fly and be free? Insecurities, Oh why do you exist?