Ryan Balthrop She Flies Over Walls
She flies over walls that I could never climb. It blows my mind. She lives in my soul and in my mind in my spare time, which I find is all the time.
Is it a sign? When there ain’t a thought in my mind, if she ain’t in it? A daily reminder of these walls I hide behind, she’ll have me out in a minute.
You don’t know what you could lose until you win it. You don’t know what you had ‘til you lose what you got. Let’s rewrite this book without changing the plot.
Let’s cut these loose ends without tying no knots.
Let’s bury the hatchet, and not mark the spot.
You can still change just like the weather. I’ll just read the forecast. As clear skies, and clouds roll past. Like a baby bird nesting with new feathers, nothing lasts forever. Let’s fly over these walls until we crash. Let’s fly over these walls until we crash.
You can still change just like the weather. Just let me read the forecast, as clear skies and clouds roll past.
Like a baby bird nesting with new feathers, nothing lasts forever. Let’s fly over these walls until we crash.
Let’s fly over these walls, ‘til we crash. Let’s fly over these walls, and call it forever.
