I was a proper broken, broken bird
Just twitching with my wings in the glass
I hurt my beak
From sniffing too many things
And now the air's in my, I got some air in my wings
Got some air in my, got some air in my wings
Caught some air in my, got some air, yeah, I caught some air

Winter pushes my thoughts south when I start to fly

But the wind has other plans
And then I'm surviving in my head, ooh
Trying to survive it in my own head, ooh
And then I'm surviving in my bed, ooh
Trying to survive it in my own head, ooh

The people walking down the street
Always try some clever things to socialize
Angling to get a little closer to their prize
But I put up walls and fight for space
To get some shelter from the storm
That's when the shadow forms
Isolating in my room and dreaming about the views

Winter pushes my thoughts south when I start to fly

But the wind has other plans
And then I'm surviving in my head, ooh
Trying to survive it in my own head, ooh
And then I'm surviving in my bed, ooh
Trying to survive it in my own head, ooh

The white morning static
Ebbs and flows on my waking breath
The child inside peers through my tired eyes
To change, to call out in prayer
And ask for help from up there
Is anybody out there?
I can hear it and I know
When the walls are grey and faded away
When the walls turn grey and fading away
The color in the walls just faded away