Clayhill Beard
Feel like I am gonna crash
Wonder if your brother felt it too
That's why he flew
Feel like I am gonna crash
Wonder if you veil me in the wings
That's why he sings
Feel like I am gonna curl
Wonder if the freighter's in the wide
That's why he died
That's why he died
I wished on a star that I saw
I wished on a dream
I wished on your face in the snow
I wished on the sea
I wished on a life that I had
I wished it away
I'm glad that I suffered with you
I'm glad that I stayed
I lost in a vehicle on rise
I rose up on wings
I stayed on the floor till I sank
And you let me in
I'll worry myself to the grave
I worry too much
I wish I'd been born without wings
I wish I was Dutch.
