When birds fly they navigate by stars,
These nights the walls
I want to live where the sky is big
Simple and
I've been wondering,
Waiting for something to give,
I won't be a
Kiss me, kiss me, under a glow-star sky;
If they're stuck
Is it something ritual
I'm caught in, can't break the spell?
The bullet's deep, I'm not dreaming,
The blood I keep, while
Look at me I'm smooth like a shell,
Put your head
Under your skin there's something beckoning,
There's something that makes me
