Amelia - Wings

The way was paved by innocents
That never meant to collect a drop of rain
Or to hold the door for desperates
With nothing left and with nothing more to gain
Fate will save a winning hand for certain men
And the rest will lose it all
The earth is flat
It has to be, if I can see there's somewhere left to fall
I know and you know what's under it all
There's nothing more than stuffing and some springs
The cracks and the creases they crumbled to pieces
I could never turn them into wings

Amelia - Wings

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