paroles de chanson Control (feat. The Blackbird Revue) - The Blackbird Revue , Wyndsrfr

Comes the warbler plying the night
Singing of dark, transatlantic flight
All we sojourners wake and we rise
Hearkening to the hum in the skies

Searching the heavens, charting the stars
We once looked for promises made to our hearts
Now spiting the savage God of the land
We're polishing crowns and biting the hand

Take it easy, oh oh
Take it over, control

Blows a wild wind, twisting the trees
We're all inside, fingertips on the keys
Withering hearts and digital songs
Where have all the adventurers gone

So I'm turning my eyes from the electric glow
Looking for what natural light will show
Breathing the air now, I'm walking the land
Learning to touch the mysterious hand

Take it easy, oh oh
Take it over, control
Take it easy, oh oh
Give it over, control