Well I can't change that for you
I can't change that for you
I can't change anything at all
On a windswept day the weather's pouring down
It's thrashing on my bones again
What are the odds it will pass?
It knocks the wind out of my lungs
I'm doubled now
Watching all the birds return
To their cages made of glass
When you're bleeding inside
And peeling away
When you're bleeding inside
And peeling away
Come and find me I was there
But I can't change that for you
I can't change that for you
I can't change anything at all
No I can't change that for you
I can't change that for you
I can't change anything at all
When you're bleeding inside
And peeling away
When you're bleeding inside
And peeling away
Can you feel the birds return?
Can you feel the birds return?
Burn the ashes for America now it seems
We're walking on a wire again
With a pocket full of dreams
A pile of knives and teeth
You're hiding in your skin
The revolution starts to spin
And the maps will guide you in

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