[Japanese bonustrack]

[music & lyrics: daniel gildenlow]



When I was a little child, I once found a bird lying on the ground.     

It would not ever fly again.     

I held the bird up in my hands, I shed my tears over the lovely song that

not longer could be heard.      



Never learn to fly.     



With dirty hands I dug a hole and gently laid the bird to rest in soil:    



a wound in the tear stained mud.     

My tears wore rain as I revealed the secrets of a tree.     

A cross of bark to speak through wooden grains:      



"never learn to fly"     



I sang a song which I remembered my grandma used to sing     

for me, when I was sick and laid in bed.    

Then I cursed that day for showing me my own mortality    

for then I knew that all that lives turns cold. Cold and dead.    

And now time has passed by beneath my wings.     



[kristoffer gildenlow]



That was then I'm older now, but still I can't forget that rainy day.     

I raged against the ending times, though some day soon my son will maybe

find the tree I cleansed of skin.     

No chain-sling will ever climb its rotten limbs.     

And when the time has come for me to die, I want to lie beside that bird.  



Never learn to fly.     



When I was a little child, I once found myself dying on the ground    

and now I'll never ...fly...