Erik Segel The Wings Lyrics

The wings that made you fly,
Past the sun and through the snow,
I took my summer knives,
And I cut them lying low.
I never was prepared
For this land of thousand laws,
So show me a piece of air,
Bring the sky onto the floor.
Lie here, don't have fear,
Just feel, a voice breaking free.

I hold your hand,
Feels like I'm trusted to caress the Earth,
My vision blurs,
I choose this music,
Seeing life through your words.
So tell the streets
I'll keep your wings,
As they are keeping me.

From the air they call your name,
Heart and coat become the same,
To face this winter grace
Of a smoke and lemon taste.
Well their orders come so thin,
I could dodge'em from my swing,
Be your blue in everything
If I can't still hide your wings.
Lie here, there's nothing you should fear,
Just feel the endless revealed.

You tear the veil,
Your eyes like raining truth beyond the art.
And cross my heart
I'll do your bidding,
Even to depart.
Under the stairs
My chance to dare whoever may be there.

These boots on my neck,
This awful way to sing,
As ever I'm bare,
To give you back your wings.
They're smiling,
You start to rise so high.

And though I know,
They never gave me reins for winter skies,
I loved the lie,
I left this music young and sacrificed,
To see the sun,
You have to wake and step into the mud.