Текст песни Bluebird - Beachhouse

Light that comes up
On the ceiling
My mouth
And these arms
Hold the feeling
Even I
Can't control
My nature

If there should come up much before you
I would not ever try to capture you

Bluebird
Where are you gonna go now?

Lead me to the gallows
Where out corner of my eye
There's something that's pulling me back
From nothing
From nothing

If they should come up much before you
I would not ever try to capture you

Bluebird (I would not ever try)
Where you gonna go now?

Scenes change (I would not ever try)
Before they are over
Before they are over