Explosion of Birds Songtext
von ROAR

Beat those desperate wings just to maintain,
in that glorious blaze of feathers and flames.
Ashes from the meat will form a dead beach,
but we could scream a sun to terrify the sea,
turn the dirt to glass and wake the deceased.
Our hollow bones line the inside frames of stolen BMX bikes.
Wake, and then sing.
Where there′s an end there must be a beginning. Time likes to watch me
struggling.
Time likes to watch me...
A chrysalis formed for orchids moaning,
begging the sun to bring the morning,
missing the point, the signs, the warnings
Don't go to sleep.