Текст песни Future Bird - VOLA

Looking for a way
To follow your delay in expression
You eyes are in a feud
Culturally approved indescretion
Vapour in your face
Uneasily in place in the armchair
Calling out a name
The one you would have framed
Had he been here

Damian, all I ever wanted was control
Future bird why are you impossible to hold?

Flowers in your hand
A poison from the land
Of the end street
Let all the fallen rise
And fingers stabilize
'Till we all meet
A polyester bear
Would greet him in his lair on the 3rd floor
We dream of cellophane
Wake up in ball and chain
For a day more

The ravens are out tonight, playful and wild
A mother has lost a light surrounding a child