How can I keep my focus without a flying eye?

Our ghosts they bury our wishes but we still can pull the trigger

We have a black bird inside our chests full of winters

The rails are twisted and rusty but in your way may be freedom



Ohh mother I miss the smell of rain and flowers from your garden

Father you died but I had your heavy and deep farewell

Dogs stay by my side to teach me the meaning of life

Bridges take me to the sea I want to sail just with my feet