[Japanese bonustrack]   [music & lyrics: daniel gildenlow]      When I was a little child, I once found a bird lying on the ground.    It would not ever fly again.    I held the bird up in my hands, I shed my tears over the lovely song that   not longer could be heard.       Never learn to fly.       With dirty hands I dug a hole and gently laid the bird to rest in soil:       a wound in the tear stained mud.    My tears wore rain as I revealed the secrets of a tree.    A cross of bark to speak through wooden grains:       "never learn to fly"       I sang a song which I remembered my grandma used to sing    for me, when I was sick and laid in bed.    Then I cursed that day for showing me my own mortality    for then I knew that all that lives turns cold. Cold and dead.    And now time has passed by beneath my wings.       [kristoffer gildenlow]      That was then I'm older now, but still I can't forget that rainy day.    I raged against the ending times, though some day soon my son will maybe   find the tree I cleansed of skin.    No chain-sling will ever climb its rotten limbs.    And when the time has come for me to die, I want to lie beside that bird.       Never learn to fly.       When I was a little child, I once found myself dying on the ground    and now I'll never ...fly...