Little Wings - White Sky lyrics
[Little Wings - White Sky lyrics]
Born into the dead fire
Let it all or let die
Smoke is in the white sky
Hang your head in horror
What could you remember?
What could you ignore?
Leaves are on the dead trees
And death is on your door
Climate death is rising new precipitation
Eyes, I realize
You walk on cloudy footsteps
Brace yourself a minute
Yeah, I go by the woodpile
When your head is in it
Burn those full of thorns
To wash you in it's feeling
Street-eye does ignores you
All the city stealing brisket wraps around
You can feel it winning
If I be riding in my airbag at the beginning
Born into the dank fly
Learning all the lonely nights
Smoke is in the white sky
Hang your head in horror
What could you remember?
What could you ignore?
Leaves are on the dead trees
Death is on your door
Climate death is rising new precipitation
Eyes, I realize
Let it all or let die
Smoke is in the white sky
Hang your head in horror
What could you remember?
What could you ignore?
Leaves are on the dead trees
And death is on your door
Climate death is rising new precipitation
Eyes, I realize
You walk on cloudy footsteps
Brace yourself a minute
Yeah, I go by the woodpile
When your head is in it
Burn those full of thorns
To wash you in it's feeling
Street-eye does ignores you
All the city stealing brisket wraps around
You can feel it winning
If I be riding in my airbag at the beginning
Born into the dank fly
Learning all the lonely nights
Smoke is in the white sky
Hang your head in horror
What could you remember?
What could you ignore?
Leaves are on the dead trees
Death is on your door
Climate death is rising new precipitation
Eyes, I realize
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