Sandra Mccracken On The Outside
Out of reach, out of reason
Wheels over water, spin out of control
The sky was falling when I left the scene
My feet they run, my heart it stalls
And I am falling far behind
My own story, my own life
And I watch it pass
As if I am on the outside
Every sorrow laced with springtime
Tell me something beautiful again
Give me sparrow wings and clear eyes
To break the empty silence in my head
Cause I am falling far behind
My own story, my own life
And I watch it pass
As if I am on the outside
Through the tiny windows of this submarine
I can see our history at the curb
I come up for air I need the space to breathe
Open the cage and set free the bird
And I am falling far behind
My own story, my own life
and I watch it pass
As if I am on the outside
On the outside
On the outside
